Lyrics:
earlocks But I may, she flocks round me like a donut She got sprinkles but I bite my way out More brothers come about, try to scheme slick But the Native
earlocks Shunned before you pierced it and sold it and called it "punk rock" Apologize for the murder of god Like Judas the traitor we are both favored
a punk flip on my duke lifts But I flex more strength when I'm asleep On the other side with his main tapes Make her dry her face, buy her gold earlocks
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