Closing In/Writer's Notes
Kuper
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This a brand new type of sway, far from one take I ain't learn from Drake or fucking Kanye, I just made it my way Not a record label, nothing under the table I laid it all away and I'm just hoping to get on cable Fox news one, got another one done quick I just wanna pop shit, get lit like fire pits School a fucking joke to me but I can't afford grocery Sipping gallon jugs of Lipton tea 'cause it's real cheap I'm from the West Elm Ave, not the west indies Not the deep city, I'm just throwing fucking frisbees First drop kicked shit, white tees with mango leaves Let's see if I can handle these, "Can ya buy 'em, please I put blood sweat tears into them, but I promise that they new Can ya tell your friend too and maybe your ex boo Hit send and pretend that i was rolling Down to roads end maybe link at lands end Reminds me when I was Playing FPS on shitty school computers, the fun, It never stops when you ain caught up with the looters I'm just riding scooters and browsing Hooter's homepage With no roll cage and no time gauge, I'm just vibing at my age Backstreet shit, you can call me Nicks, Nick caution Call me up and make some new kicks I'm sure it'll look sick Promise I'm not a dick But my sound is addictive, sticks in you like a shiv I ain no fan of pretend, my circle small like a period I hope you tell yours and let go like a pyramid My ego falling down, like London Bridge, go warn the town And if you haven't been around my f*ck ups they been in A myriad I'm serious, I hate being delirious but I'm just curious Have you ever been so furious I'm sick of this shit It's like a warzone, I'm saying call of duty Only way out is some white white with the cuties You want my address I'll give with no distress Test me Bitch suck on my testes Sorry for vulgarity Its my regularity I sell it with my pair of tees Parrots chirp at the release Of whatever I've been working on I tell you I'm a ticking time bomb So sound the war alarm I'm rising like a zombie B hop in my beamer I'll take you 'round the world 'Cause you looking like a keeper Please her, Oh me, oh my Oh how the time passed by I know that I been flying higher than a kite I'm just reaching for the sky But when I got up that there ladder My pockets they a lot fatter I broke every single rung They popped off just like a gun Shit, I'm a million stories high I've told every single lie So on my bed, I'll lie Just waiting here to die I'm just an average guy All I can do is let out a little sigh Stupidity everywhere We all just laugh so we don't cry Making sense right out of nothing Make me feel like I'm recumbent In a hospital gown Yellin where is my crown 28 Days later Maybe ill just go and hit the town Circus freak Now I'm the clown If its drip or drown I'm just tied down Air max laces Ain no cases Ain no places For me to run to Straight to timbuktoo Need me my bucks too You sent me f*ck you Don't know what Imma do When you come thru F*ck you and your buck tooth
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