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Special sauce with the special skills
The special find for the cpecial fill
A little bit on top of but laid back cool
Wind the thread from the tale spun
Back on the spool
Not too blue but azul
Stomping my foot with my sneak

Kicking it for the back beat
Fly girl undressed in the back seat
I might look a sneak
I won’t steal a peak
Caught a glance from some good sounds
Don’t eat from the ground round
Time to get up in a get up
Shake your butt back down
Got more vapors in action
Like halls mentholyptus
Misted as I kick this hold on and I’ll twist it
Young mother young mother
Should’ve stayed home
Poor child coming gonna be a rolling stone
Wild wild the obvious child
Wild tone wild eyes have miles

No brown bad today see I’m ice dogging it
Catch the cool-aid kid I’m all hogging it
Earl’s got the 64 wet cause he sloshed it
Christmas time comes I’m egg nogging it
Look the crook snook a hand in your pocket
Took your keys then he took your wallet
But you in your eye then your head he clocked it
All you could say was stop it
Fuck you and die
Get away from my piece of the pie
I’m past all that
My eyes have miles

Not necessarily clever
I bring from the sould hold my vocal
Handle for a hold as I walk direct
I roll for the old
Never be sold out
Cause the sell won’t gel
I told you my clams in the shells
Already I ain’t sweating
Just chill cuddy
Celebrating
It’s those doggone kids ever since
They was born the shining
No musically rewriting the phrase
Relighting the page as the joker pays
For the dare on the outside
Just chops I ain’t impressed
The licks are removed I just can’t digest
It’s too artificial man
I can’t dig it I don’t want affects
So I say so on and imma go on
To the real next all wood tones
Earth home microphones I’m a rolling stone
I tumble with direction a reflection
From the street
My drink won’t dry cause I’m i
Cool like the sky
My eyes have miles

Songtext: -

Here it comes again
Cannot out run my desire
Cover my decent
And throw the
Beauty on the fire
Drawn towards the edge
Do I assume I could fly
Every secret shared
Why do I drink
The feelings dry
Don t go too far
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Words don t come easy
Sometimes I m scared of you
So here I sit and wonder
What it takes to talk to you
Cause I m fucked up
And you re fucked up
In a fucked up situation
You re frozen

Sold

I am betrayed, all is lost in me
Feeling cheated, my pain so overwhelming

Can t you see, that you re dead to me?
Don t you feel the pain inside of me?

How have we
come this far?
How have I
failed to see?

I...