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Get on with your Bad self Go on with your Hustle Into the bustle And the gristle Briskly Frisky Grizzly world... Go 'head find and get that paper Let your greenback wings unfurl Telling you who to be Made So dapper... Go Rise above But still only talking 'Bout That Unfathomable Love Still wrapping The turkey in a noose Letting bullets loose For hundred dollar shoes Shoes! Shoo sure 'nuf! Time to wake up / this close to the Sun Wax in' & Flossin' Ill prepared to Rise above Pretending to exude The same kind Of Love... You Go'ne now... You Dawg you - A "g" N-word y'heard in Everythang We trust Go'ne muss it up! I just must know (My boo) Didn't you? Give the World This Life Much Love? Fire in the sky... Fallen Too high At dusk... gone to fly into the eye (Cush)
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 1:45 AM UTC
Icarus Cush
Get on with your Bad self Go on with your Hustle Into the bustle And the gristle Briskly Frisky Grizzly world... Go 'head find and get that paper Let your greenback wings unfurl Telling you who to be Made So dapper... Go Rise above But still only talking 'Bout That Unfathomable Love Still wrapping The turkey in a noose Letting bullets loose For hundred dollar shoes Shoes! Shoo sure 'nuf! Time to wake up / this close to the Sun Wax in' & Flossin' Ill prepared to Rise above Pretending to exude The same kind Of Love... You Go'ne now... You Dawg you - A "g" N-word y'heard in Everythang We trust Go'ne muss it up! I just must know (My boo) Didn't you? Give the World This Life Much Love? Fire in the sky... Fallen Too high At dusk... gone to fly into the eye (Cush)
butch-decatoria
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 1:45 AM UTC
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