Not me
I'm something else new York
Love irish

Ripping scratched at back cakes
Too all the turnovers
I'll never quake
Two sleeves up and I'm bacon

Kickin you, in French?

He said let me down that beat

To all the ladies that can't breathe
Love the flowers, mc?

Bruno let that Korean cat be

Tara gendron ladies and gentlemen
Ballerina got tap lessons gotta go

Bite me off more

Then you can chew piano

Chased a foot spoon into my palour in French

Did that

What need masking
Make a gown girl jenna
Ignore the score boys

Poetry, poetry, paint
Paint, paint, tap

When the shipmaster's a turn at max
And Max being you
Pull that rhythm
And circuit with it