Lyrics:
be a bum because of that but wait a couple years y'all gon see
Happy and glad not mad to be here on earth since birth theres been bad but I'm just glad
Giuseppe
Your bum ass rocks sketcher shape-ups
Might argue with a bitch
But we gon fuck
N we gon make up
Early worm gets the bird
I don't sleep
So I can't
in the pit all weekendSo my heart is quiet for the drive(Hey dude, can I bum a ride?)And I miss feeling normalAnd I miss feeling radThough I hate
bitch a bum
Plus that hoe
Faker than a paper plate
On here got me venting
Speak my mind and here's the safest place
Fuck shit
I tell her eat this dick
You
Sitting in my car, been driving through the alleys in the night, in the night, ive been running outta time, being chased by the demons all behind me,
only me, I'm irreplaceable
Bitch, you can't make a clone
Surrounded by wannabes, bums
Honestly, it is just average joes (joes, joes, joes, joes)
I might
Replaced by a beach bum dream, come what may
Coffee and sunshine, my perfect kind of day
Feeling alive in every single way
With a java in my hand
like, oh, yeah, yeah
I'd rather get popped than get showed up by a lame nigga
You a bum talkin' bout some pape, you a damn fibber
Every time I wake up,
gotowaniu ubrudzony garnek,
Woda ze zmywaczka, brązowa jak karmel
One guy, one szmata one apartment
Bum Bye Bye, szmatą inna di backhead
Strasznie nie lubię
whacked
Go get a gat, get back
I'm showin' love to my slatts
We having fun, and we not doing bad
You is a bum and you make me laugh
Arch it up, baby know
you're drunk
Guess it's part of having fun
I copped you Prada just for fun
You know you ain't fuckin with no bum
If I got it, know I gotta give you some
(I
Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by
It all seems so strange
The mutes the bums
The dogs with mange, the poor,
Doesn't anybody help themselves anymore
I guess not
Barefoot pregnant women
Hey you bum, yeah, you, move over
Get your ass off that Range over
That attitude toward the homeless is exactly what Maureen is protesting
a tower to bum
Torch, a flaming brand, a pyre blazing scourge
Heretics Clad in flames die in silence
It is no doubt the right way
The perfect way to go
It all seems so strange
The mutes the bums
The dogs with mange, the poor,
Doesn't anybody help themselves anymore
I guess not
Barefoot pregnant
It's lonesome away, from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night, where the wild dingoes call
But there's nothing so lonesome, so morbid
screwing up
Torment me with lies in front of my friends
Call me a fucking bum like I'm a con man
Call me a fucking jerk like I'm a rapist
Call me
for this fate's in
The element of fine print I've read it and overseen
By judgmental pompous ass phonetics, the critic
I'm still the rapper for
there's this friend of mine -- he's always by my side
He gives me a place to go when things get bleak
He's always there for me ... He rubs my eyes for me
anymore just wait until your dad gets home and sees what
You have done kicked out of school you've got no job you're a useless
Delinquent bum oh my god
a bum searching for eternal slack
Pride, intelligence, motivation: there was nothing that I did not lack
But then I went to see a doctor and he showed
At least he loves his city
Holding court on Taylor Square proper was the man he could become
Lear's Fool is a bum now
With seven holy parcels by his
ain't never had a fifty, you ain't had a hun'
You ain't never had a quarter ticket, lil' dirty bum
I bet I'll have ten M's when I'm thirty-somethin'
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