Lady at the frank stand will
And it aint my final
Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents
They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds
Was it a blur of memoires combine by fantasy
Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody
You can never tell me that i'm not hungry
To grow up in a perfect storybook fantasy
We dig the plot and never bury pot
Came bursting out in one final shot,
You're uncool like my mother kin
His edgy fantasy slowly takin'
Crackin' me up that you're havin' this laughable fantasy
I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky
This is your last chance, your final warning.....
And getting money is the song i sing
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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