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But I think I’m bout2add 2to the list &I just might add u if u equipped w/some good sense&some good teeth &feeling free like a loose leaf
In the year three thousand and thirty Everybody wants to be an MC In the year three thousand and thirty Everybody want to be a DJ
I was sticking up4my friend When there's nothing much2defend It's a lost fight Cuz when iTalk2u on the phone Well it's just like being alone
Honestly I can't remember (teen dreams) All my teenage feelings & the meanings They seemed too See-through To be true All the whos are there
What R u talking about? In the old time In the old time In the old times It was not a crime! Not a crime! It's all nonsensical! Not a crime!
Words fall out of my mouth They drift to the ground & they don't make a sound I'll try to assemble them back to the place in my head #711Day
I see Mad Money and Nightline occasionally too Yo, Jim Cramer look crazy, my dude Money's so crazy, my dude
I was raised to believe All that I read Fall in line with me It's all All that I see Got a box of lies Gonna get you high
I’ll beg you when it shows (To let the weight of the world) Well I’ll go for it (Rest on your shoulders) I don't believe the lies
Are u asleep or just alone? Clear this room from your lungs Pull yourself together