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by Radiohead, a duo which needs to be seen
And I agree, the album you need, this birds name is me and Tony
I'll tell you now and
I'll tell you again
If

to the top
Of this mountain climbing steadily but then I stop
Overwhelmed by feeling of what happens if I drop
12 song album no one likes it and it flops
No

Sprinkles
Better give your ankles respect
And if you didn't know
I'll be coming for your neck
And this culture ain't white
But black
So think twice 'fore you

I go by the name of Young Trill
Thank you for trauma dumping with me
Carry my luggage for me, my back hurts
I'm too luxurious for this shit
Praying

couldn't do an album, now I got like 8 tracks
White boy rappin' shoulda signed to Nickleback

Jack make me delete posts on social why would you do that
I'm

amused by the hues of my muse
If you ain't smiled in a while, good grief
You'll be showing more teeth at the glimpse of my motifs, yeah
Art shows for

I can't leave with out my gun they putting shows out
Get all the bros out we hustling till it goes out
It's to much white around the crib they thought

on that? You a joke on tracks
You get killed by the shit that I ghost on tracks
Y'all don't even know half the shit I wrote on tracks
But time will tell,

Missin' you is my secret
I keep it crossin' East 14th, yeah
Skippin' every album that's not black and white
The weeks are slippin' by like the sun

the gist
He dissed on the 4th and was gone by the 5th
Tried to be fancy got pressed at ruth khris
This ain't no fishbowl nigga this dark tints
It's me nd

Asteroids
Man, I want all the smoke
A couple white boys with a lot of soul like Hall & Oates
I'm up next
I be selling out all the venues
I can't flex until

have lots of sex, sex
Oh yeah baby
Oh yeah babe
You know it
You know we're up there (I drive a tractor)
Dude white people fuckin-
(Unintelligible)
They

all in ya ears when you hear it
It's all in the notes and the lyrics
Just call me a goat by my appearance
Mmm but I just really don't see it
Until I get

white trash
Miss me with the bullshit, get frisbee'd right back
I know Many Men who'd hit you with Fifty by chance
A bunch of conniving cons that are

We living too fast
We ain't doing that shit
Dropped a couple albums
Now they got my ego massive
And all these bitches plastic
But i see right through

otherwise they'll make it out of a meme
But we can clap them out of our way by rapping about them
I had to scrap the song "A Lil Crazy" off this album
Because

popping; it don't mean they like yours 

Feeling like Django, finally sitting on that white horse 
You need Genius for the album, we decoding like morse

this goat talk like I ain't picking my foes off
One by one, just making sure I don't go soft
Smoke the best weed, always blowing an O off
And bars is

descended down from Vanna White
Life's fast, take time to smell the roses, Bama life
Listen to my old shit, pat myself on the back, damn I'm nice
By

knew it
Can't nobody tell me how to make the music
Bitch, I rarely ever get influenced
I stay by myself cause I don't fuck with humans
But I came up with

another white boy who went and tatted himself
I pierced my nose, started screaming
Whatever will sell
No matter what you do, your in sales for selling

It'll only hurt a little while, you won't always have to use your fake smile
Let me see them pearly whites, I can't see them while you're in there
Come up

hit without rubbers
Tires is burning, the Benz need new rubber
Trackstar, I am surrounded by runners
Looking for lovers, the money it come and it go,

thought you'd say it
Drop a new album just for you to hear it
You like to play me like a game
But this game you play will end today
Blonde hair
Green eyes