Good evening, uhm, everybody listening
She's every love song that i love singing
And i ain't never plan to be famous
Show me love show me fuckin love
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
Lyrics the bitch got an internet on rap battling time spent, but my
Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this
You cant afford the internet, so the only thing you have to jack off to is
We're both just typing on the internet in the end
One parent above, the other live scared
Because there ain't no coming back from that
Trying out this internet shit
For being jealous of a brother when he rides
Stead of havin to learn from internet sites/
Warning message i just sent ,log out bro or submit, you gotta grow to rap on the internet
I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest
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