I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
Bow your heads-i see the lines of my beaten artist hearses.
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
Dial up words but they're not in service
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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