Lyrics:
plights of man Intentionally being obscured By gasconade gatekeepers Despots of the modern day Determined to suppress freewill And dominate free thought
There was one person in custody At this hour This all unfolded just before noon On Michigan Near Gasconade There should be nothing Right now I suspect
wit a extra mag We ain't checking tags woke up stuntin fell asleep wit rags Running from the task pushing audi up through gasconade I can't get caught
my family can stay I still get flashblaccs From laying on the floor On gasconade I remember roaches crawling Around I had to grab the raid It's jus ah
in an ellipsis Issued from a glib ass-kiss Gasconade from Plymouth to Alcatraz You got born-born wrong time big guy Doc wind off-hand laughing
They told me bout a love song But I said a love stories bigger Than you could ever thought And some people (gaslight) Thinking bout the (gasconade
all down her face She plugged up the wound with her finger I dreamed I was a catfish on the Gasconade You wrote your name on the elastic behind
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