No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead
For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet
Finished mean done, and done mean dead
So you can follow, or pretend to lead
We left em a world that's cursed
I was meant to lead the world
Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,
My money like a senior, watch it graduate
Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
Their buzz internet and mines in her net
I feel like im just made of lead
If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head
Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead
If your man want to bet
You have a hound on a lead,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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