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I'm in my villain arc, no, I don't feel at all
'Cause I be numb as fuck, word to Linkin Park
I don't wanna talk, give me neck like scarf, keep me

Fat basket on my handlebars for my Shih Tzu, Chuck
Existing will get you stuck, by the Hyde Park Pedaler

Relaxing bike ride
But you know me (it's

make it harder
Should be by the bedside and, if I'm right, on the left side, yeah
(But) That'll make it, make it, make it, make it harder

(One, one,

weren't properly shown
Outside of off of the dome
I'd resort to offing my dome
Get Nirvana Linkin Parks knowing
In The End I'm Numb to bros
That's why I

fault?
Every new day there's a brand new thought
Linkin Park light spark, get lost in the dark
Find me smoking in the rain, when I need to be numb
You like

up lose it with aluminum
Beat you till you're blue and some with a crutch until you're numb
Bumping numb by Linkin Park going for the tricky part
She

FTW

Aaron Rose

FTW

2019

I bust the lock
Nigga, legend like Detox
This that Linkin Park, we rock
We 'bout to spark, never stop
Westbrook nigga, feel these shots, yeah

The Road

The Kinks

Road

1988

a gypsy I was born to roam 
Like a wanderer with no fixed abode 
I think about the friends I've left behind on the road 

Well, the road's been rocky

alone (I just wanna be left alone)
I ain't gon ask nobody for help
I'm walking this road on my own (walking this road on my own)
I'm not tryna deal with

music edits, wish I had total control of it
Linkin Park, NWA got me in sync
Listening to The Incredible True Story
I like these albums that feel like

In My Backyard

Dead Celebrity Status

Blood Music

2006

of a Down,
Fell asleep in Linkin's Park and woke up in Marcy's Playground.
Sniffing White Stripes with a Seven Nation Army,
Waiting for Marilyn Manson to egg

Hol up park,
Fill a bitch up
Gas up 
NOS,
In the dark imma spark
I clutch so hard I could make hellcat bark,
I stay with the k9 thoughts
Deep in my

I ain't no hoe
But I know how to blow
Excuse me if my pussy farts
I'm sittin' in the back of a dick
I'm Rosa Parks
I ain't no hoe
But I know how

is haunted
By killers and jackers
Tryin' to make it as a street hog
Bustin' out a coupe in the smog, just

Me and my road dog
Nigga, just me and my

watching, but we came in flexing and flossing
Don't even be know what it's costing, I'm spazzing they left me no option
Like Savage, let's see what you got,

Dropping bangers by the band aye, yuh
Creatine by the gram
You know that I got to stand
For the things that are right
No none of this is a plight
I got

ayy)

You don't know the feelin' when you ridin' on that road
With them oowops in the door panel, just tryna make it home (wow)
Then you touch down

walk on by
Cuz I sweat six figures and I'm cold like ice
And you don't want no smoke
Don't come around me trying to act all woke nah
I'm a God fearing

Corinthians

Apologetix

Grace Period

2006

Corinthians
[parody of In the End, by Linkin Park]

It starts with love
Young thing -- I don't know why
You didn't read the letter our Lord supplied

emotions, I tell by what you drinkin
Try to make it count, dead presidents when we linkin (Lincoln)
Relationtrips, no ships, they always sinkin
So can you run

the order? Gotta tall take
Tryna triple money like a parlay
Shawty freaky Linkin' up on dog dates

Makin' more money than a mall make
Showin' fake love, gotta

iont do da bluffin 
Left da bitch on read cuz i was rollin Top back when its nice i b strolling Real nigga iont gotta do no trolling 
I done knocked em

trauma
I talk the talk, walk the walk
So ease on down the road end up in chalk
I have no preference who I devour, man
Me with a hundred round clip make
It

The motive was to work till a fortune of size grew
With which a life of leisure by reason would ensue
From which no turn of hardship would threaten