to myself I'm not turning off I said to myself I'm not turning off And I said to myself I'm not turning off And I said to myself I'm not turning off
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to myself i'm not turning off i said to myself i'm not turning off and i said to myself i'm not turning off and i said to myself i'm not turning off oh
you startin' actin' different huh? No really I wasn't fuckin' with you from the beginnin' bruh Here we are, here we go, my circle tighter than a Cheerio People want a handle like silver spoons
dealer re-shuffle Royal Flush, so kiss my royal nuts ain?t nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh but now I?m eating off of rather yellow
Lil wayne Uhh, straight off the back I come straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle
brat, ain't used to cats wit short stacks If you ask me for summin', drop her off where the porch at I'm on a mission, turn the keys in the ignition
day, another dollar, I'll be there when ya holla It's the skanded ass, sticky face, alleway scholar I dip two sticks off a ten dollar, fold it Turn it
i'm a little nutty and i know it but if you go back and take a look at my history you will see that i'm not the only one who's off his rocker there were
out, right now My nigga Halloween, we gon' get rich this year, nigga (see) Sip on this little bit of odor, made brown Zone out, turn the lights off Ant
hard that I broke the spoon I like to float about five feet off the floor Offa brown rum, green bud and off tour Off the head, offa the pacific shore
a crack in the mirror I'm supernatural, I turn water to ice With my bare hands, I don't need a freezer device I can bend the spoon, tie it up in a knot
not to late to start again We could spend a night together take up where we left off" She used to love me a lot Then I panicked, as she turned to walk
jealous monk Now he looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed his cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet You would not
Now I'd like to turn to the folk song, which has become in recent years the particularly fashionable form of idiocy among the self-styled intellectual
and those were fifty cents a yard." Kermit: "That's .. ahh .. that's great. There seems to be a spoon here where the hand is, huh?" Prof. Von Fission: "Spoons
