Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for
And on the banks of this river
The river of death has brimmed his banks
Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks
Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool
Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor
People label me as soft, emotional and poor
The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool
You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/
Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money
This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook
For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
That's why i make my raps deep like the whole fucking atlantic ocean!
Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john
See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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