Look, just remember how that winning taste
Sometimes im afraid sometimes im engaged
She self made, i'm self made
Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade
We symbolize in surprise rapping in overdrive its our rise to the sky
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
But he don't rule a thing
All the time i missed in rapping
I am capable of rapping,
And this will be the song that we sing
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
That means that i ain't rapping for fame, and i still got many raps in store/
And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again
Ugh, here we go again, rapping in west sydney we bring the pain.
Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and
All bristle and mane with pistons engaged, and pistols with eight different
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