Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on
Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong
And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore
I really can't under what s the fighting for
Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked
I don't give a fuck what the 80's did
I see people wondering what the hells happening
But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something
I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,
And left a burden on my soul until i was old enough
Listened to hip hop and thoght i am not alone that´s all crazy
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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