No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead
Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet
So you can follow, or pretend to lead
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
Man i feel like im made a lead
You could say i'm friends with fred
If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head
Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead
You have a hound on a lead,
Ain't finna peak yet
In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust
My love for music i trust she'll lead me out of dusk
Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you
Hopefully with honest intentions that do not lead me askew,
Try not to lead her on
My sim card's the bomb
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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