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Everybody fucks with the music even the teachers 
Wanted me to play the dedication that you made inside the basement on a ipad and franks broken speaker
Had

speak
We ain’t seen him in ten years
Some bullshit excuses
With some fake ass tears
Fuck it
I’m graduating
He used to laugh at my music
Now I’m getting

Vaginal Empathy For The Monarch Of Lust
Music & Lyrics: March, 12, 2019.

Vast fluids drip down from the groin of the whore of Christ
Vaginal empathy

staying lit bi ti lantern

Versatile with the style, miley cyrus 
My music spreading fast like a virus
Awon haters steady start to like us
Then I know sumn

I don't know how to Start This Off/
She Told Me To Write Her A Song/
I Said As Long As That Nani Bomb/
I'll Drop A Whole Tap Inspired by, You/
My

better
 
Proven by the fact 
That the ILL s gonna rise
Im here with nothing to hide
In my lyrics youll find
A part of me,
And whats on my mind

Many are

a beach but don’t trip
Take the whole vacation 
Shut all the would shit 
Down with the could shit 
Exhale the bullshit
Inhale the good shit

Hook 

Blacker

straight disrespect I'll fuck em up on the spot!
Girl you hot!
Fuck these other bitches, they some thots!
Music taking off!
Drop the top in wraith then I'm

I've been antisocial
I've been trapped inside my mind
I just listen to the music
I let them speak my pain
I thought nobody could feel the same
But I'm

to slow down cos
You know that I'm chill
Your trouble teen rambles drive
Me round the bend
The moment we started couldn't wait
For it to end frightened by

sucks)
All I can think of
Are the hurt and my pain
Things I lost along the way
Left behind in my past
Now I'm here by myself
Feeling kinda down
Don't know

drunk
I rather be lit
I rather be dead
Then feel this shit
Cause one day I'm hype
Another I'm down
And sometimes I'm sideways
Till I hit the ground
This

outshine your entire roster
Don't get offended by my confidence
Bitch
Cause I'm humble with it
Keep the doors closed like it's Häagen-Dazs up in my kitchen

sucks)
All I can think of
Are the hurt and my pain
Things I lost along the way
Left behind in my past
Now I'm here by myself
Feeling kinda down
Don't know

Four mudders on a dirt road
Headin' down to the lake
Another day of work gone by
Had all that I can take

Skynard on the radio
Cranked up to 11

I'm constipated feel like I'm shitting
Tired of you little bitty bitches hating on the lame kid
With the bad language but you know on that a nigga is

alone
With the devil on my shoulder got a sick sense
Strange feeling that he been around ever since
You took me down a road said you dont know where it

Sometimes you just got to get something off you chest
And a lot of times music is the best way to do that
So can I have your attention please
I'm

the Number 13 wit the gravy
Stopped at Waterburger got the Number 13 wit the gravy

I feel like  Giannis  when they count down on his free throws
No response,

the best

If I was Elvis Id bring you down to the jungle room
Play you some music bring you some biscuits
And show you around then wed jump into my limo

at home
My phone goes do do do
But I don't know which app it's on

Perhaps I should keep it by me
For as soon as I've put it down
It gives that little

that you went through you telling me your seed should see
that's why I push this music hard its plenty that believe in me
rocket city what I rep

can use her and leave her down by the side of the road
Alone
The dream is gone
Now we are alone
Your spirits sleeps
Mine wants to creep creep
It's been

dawg remember them cold and darker nights
If you feed that snake thats giving him the hand to bite
I ain't the type to expect a handout
I get it by