bye. i can imagine your face with a smile and a thought of "i'm glad." maybe you'll get your wish. maybe your shooting star will crash down on you and burn
gettin covered with blankets? It's just a one-eight-seven on your motherfuckin' crew I'll have your brains doin' donuts like you in a rental Flip fools with
a downtown car thief Workin' in a parking lot A brother with a perm deserves to get burned So tell me, how you like your coat cream? On a cone, in a
state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds [Gunshots
kill all you foes Step in my trunk and I give it to a stroll back The hammer release and leave your chest with holes All in the club with that buck ass
town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a
shin bones with a shovel To burn your fingers and toes To a necrotic black flickering nitrogen To crack your teeth with a splintered club To pierce with your limbs with a
I'm just a token of your flirtation Nothing more than a description You're just a guy, just a kid from a place where your philosophy is a catastrophe
of a fascist dictator. It was a callous and savage piece of electioneering Designed to cover up horrific domestic problems. At a time when a peaceful
your album's trash, from the skit to the covers I tear the plastic off it an' use it for a rubber, I'm I'm the G.O.A.T., I just ball a lot (L L) An'
. Miley: Daddy! There was a one and a million chance you were going to be a rockstar and that happened, there was a one in a million chance that i'd be
any chain never have to talk to a stranger in the street liking the abuse *In A Moment This is a place where everything is green and bright in a momomomomoment If you stay a
quot;would you like a ride? " "come in" he said. We drove for a while, he gave me a smile and a piece of bread The hammer was hard in the
All the times you've dripped right through my hands I'd cover you with anything you want My arms only reach so far There are so many pieces Burn down
out of bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds [Chorus] [The Game] + (Lil
a downtown car thief Workin in a parking lot A brother with a perm deserves to get burned So tell me how you like your coat cream? On a cone, in a bowl