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I know how easy it is to **** us, but don't let people hold you down, get to the stainless, lose the rust, do the whatever, not the must, stare at the sky, not the ground. I'm not a cheeseburger in a bag, I'm a gangster in gentleman drag. Onions come in 9mm and .40 Glock, all time gets bent on broken clocks, fresh grilled lemon peppered **** Fake **** they got us all watchin' Kim Kardashian and fuckin' Snooky all the while they're pressure cookin'. They feed us what it is they want, they don't really want us lookin'. I know how easy it is to **** us, but don't let people hold you down, get to the stainless, lose the rust, do the whatever, not the must, stare at the sky, not the ground. Get a lil' money we feel we really livin, restin' in a piece of our own oblivion. Never realizing how malleable we are and how easy it is to **** us. I know, how easy it is to **** us, but don't let people hold you down, get to the stainless, lose the rust, do the whatever, not the must, stare at the sky, not the ground.
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 1:51 PM UTC
stare at the sky
I know how easy it is to **** us, but don't let people hold you down, get to the stainless, lose the rust, do the whatever, not the must, stare at the sky, not the ground. I'm not a cheeseburger in a bag, I'm a gangster in gentleman drag. Onions come in 9mm and .40 Glock, all time gets bent on broken clocks, fresh grilled lemon peppered **** Fake **** they got us all watchin' Kim Kardashian and fuckin' Snooky all the while they're pressure cookin'. They feed us what it is they want, they don't really want us lookin'. I know how easy it is to **** us, but don't let people hold you down, get to the stainless, lose the rust, do the whatever, not the must, stare at the sky, not the ground. Get a lil' money we feel we really livin, restin' in a piece of our own oblivion. Never realizing how malleable we are and how easy it is to **** us. I know, how easy it is to **** us, but don't let people hold you down, get to the stainless, lose the rust, do the whatever, not the must, stare at the sky, not the ground.
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 1:51 PM UTC
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