Budded from pot as they rummage for props but plummet backwards
Quack pack ass rappers think they speaking fear into us like pastors
Quack pack ass rappers think they speaking fear into us like pastors
Budded from pot as they rummage for props but plummet backwards
He rigs the raid, guards knees buckles, for god sakes he's gonna beat em till his skull crunches
The rich bin diminishing tonnage as kids rummage through the chips in the rubbish
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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