making money off having sex
Readhead NelsonThis is something I wrote for my niggas kissing you cuz they had to you making money off having sex... you so hard to handle.. or at least that's what you think stick around and get dismantled I know that when I get high I often tend to ramble Nikes on My Feet even in the summer I got flip flops and sandals it's real hot outside like the flame on a candle Walk the Walk Talk The Talk take the path that leads... now every time I'm the missing out on some weed feels like I need speed... yea my lungs they can't breathe... All my friends started to started to call me things... then they would leave... mama called me a Feen... and I can't kill myself... Suicidal Tendencies that I believe... I'm a jack-of-all-trades.. with no special needs... don't mean to hurt nobody... still i bit the hand that feeds... they think I still everything in my heart's full of greed... I'm so sick & tired of people trying to tell me things... I have stress with no need... Is kinda odd to be kind of odd that's what it's like to be me... Then Come play with me like Johnny Appleseed...no I'm a jack-of-all-trades... Jack and Jill did nasty things... I know it's hard to see... I'm always hurting... in the middle of the day... Middle of the summer... In the middle of the heat.. middle of the blacktop.. the asphalt the street... with no shoes on my feet... non discrete yall cant see... Im loyal to the Game... Yea you're loyal to the foil... there's a fee.. so if your connects name is royal... you'll end up red just like me... overheated and boiled... tempted with flame and heat... like they ripped off your tongue and told you to speak... and then cut off your arms and told you to reach
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This is something I wrote for my niggas kissing you cuz they had to you making money off having sex... you so hard to handle.. or at least that's what you think stick around and get dismantled I know that when I get high I often tend to ramble Nikes on My Feet even in the summer I got flip flops and sandals it's real hot outside like the flame on a candle Walk the Walk Talk The Talk take the path that leads... now every time I'm the missing out on some weed feels like I need speed... yea my lungs they can't breathe... All my friends started to started to call me things... then they would leave... mama called me a Feen... and I can't kill myself... Suicidal Tendencies that I believe... I'm a jack-of-all-trades.. with no special needs... don't mean to hurt nobody... still i bit the hand that feeds... they think I still everything in my heart's full of greed... I'm so sick & tired of people trying to tell me things... I have stress with no need... Is kinda odd to be kind of odd that's what it's like to be me... Then Come play with me like Johnny Appleseed...no I'm a jack-of-all-trades... Jack and Jill did nasty things... I know it's hard to see... I'm always hurting... in the middle of the day... Middle of the summer... In the middle of the heat.. middle of the blacktop.. the asphalt the street... with no shoes on my feet... non discrete yall cant see... Im loyal to the Game... Yea you're loyal to the foil... there's a fee.. so if your connects name is royal... you'll end up red just like me... overheated and boiled... tempted with flame and heat... like they ripped off your tongue and told you to speak... and then cut off your arms and told you to reach
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