To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds
Oh thats your girl? well i put my cock in her mouth
Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,
We dig the plot and never bury pot
Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days
When i pull out my cock, and slap her in the face.
They'd rather suck my cock and pretend i'm a genius,
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding
If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling
And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot
The door to the world, and the box to my cock
Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Fuck life, i’ll cock the gun and pop it, blowing my brains,
But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains
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