If you smile girl I swear i'll dance these tiles I'll give you everything that I got Save on a sovereign and ah what fuck it you can have the whole lot I'm only like joking, I'm much better off win a gamble slot jackpot And dance with the devil on Friday Max says beans are like the touch of God Why not, I haven't got grief 'til Monday
Some say kids don't study - they cram God damn hate that I am what I am With slkurs and urs and a half done gram I jig to the floor with my mama's Raybans Looking like something out of Only Fools and Maybe I am but you ain't understanding This ain't a crash no smooth up landing Kids sing along swing bedroom hanging
We're stunned and stuff alleyway writing Double timing and all your violating Oh policeman coming fair enough
Sonny run the whole half mile Runny runny run the half mile Run run sonny run sonny run the whole half mile
Now I'm down, well i'll chill with lick I spit drips on the floor Drink up liquor much quicker than the next man bitter Cos she rolls with larger and never asks questions Where's my old friend licky when I'm feeling the substance I'm like gurning it off a my face Need a hug need corruption and need the silent violent seduction Move it down for people I used to know when I used to see Wanna kick it on a solo ticker drink me like liquor drop and mc and that She don't know what she's chating about They love it when they live it and liver lover give rip it unwritten There she start kissing and I'm loving loving loving she's always hugging I'm just loving loving
So if you're gonna run run sonny better Run run sonny run the half of the mile When police come run run sonny run run Sonny run the half of the mile
All the kids do is buy you grief All the parents get is no fucking sleep Even rip home when I'm chilling on Drink it down doing I ta bit better off and on Songs of the rights and wrongs Sometimes come around with a battle roll going Other times you be running rhymes and ruinging Vision and ruin incision and ruining spitting liquor on me Got me feeling up ya leaving up me breathing on th floor As I be giving you grieving I'm finished with the c**ts Over and out, cuz ready up roll
Here's to born of enough panic, panic button and Stack tone static and all of you can listen to this tune While you waiting in STD clinic waiting rooms As you ever your mother said you late bloom
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