Playin with fire is a danger zone
My electric methadone
See my pain through my eyes,
What we gotta do to survive
You're gonna have to pardon my french, mr. englishman
It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one
My shit thigh like my bootstraps
He just get her bigger bags
That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one
My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/
But five years from now i bet she see
My own unknown is my enemy,
My rhymes propellers, words my instrument
About disaster in the world and
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