Hey, must be the money
A tortured soul i used to be
There used to be a guy named undertaker
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
Guess it might be true but it's wrecking my heart though
But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow
Don't worry bout a thang baby
Thinking about the way things used to be
I used to be full of originality.
Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
It was a former student that used to be a guy, a self taught that didn't care
And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there
It was a former student that used to be a guy, a self-taught that didn't care
Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there
Sorry world but it is true that i can be mean
And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream
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