Hit the green like running backs with no yards
Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.
Here i go again, falling in love again
Burn a house down just to see the flame
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
Sell you to the rich for cheaper than a pair scissors,
Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick
I cant sell my soul to the devil cuz i gave it to a homeless prick
What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself
My music is my soul, can't sell it to someone else
Resented by the game like i'm pete rose in this bitch
Plan to get rich is going without a hitch,
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