Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks
Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.
Take her back to where i live
Of the book of your life
Out of this coviction of feelings
But i don’t mean top 40 hits
I can teach you all the sounds of love
Raybands...hide the face of,
Mama made her pretty
Thoughts of immortality
Top of my pile of bodies
I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze
I'm the sushi king
Feeling, of appealing
Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.
For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet
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