Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Tummy hungry for the dull green
Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger
Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!
I dream of makin green/
Caged, and the wonder is seen
Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson
And she looking for them trees, baby we got some
I know you're mad, but so what
Mr. right's running up,
But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one
So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion
And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion
So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun
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