Just to go to liv on a sunday
And a fridge and some broccoli
I don't know defeat
And kill yourself and your clique
I got bars u lil niggas sell ring
And i'm dizzy and spinning
And nasty remains and bones
This is oh so much like getting votes
Fuck you if you feelin' different
And remember what i said and
Good kids make bad grown ups
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
Man i swear she's bad and she knows
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
Light dudes had the girls looking there all year
Thunder and clouds amaze and peer
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