An Extra Utensil In My Sock And I've Been Known To Mark It On The Sidewalk With Chalk Most Times I Write With A Pen, Sometimes I Write With A Buzz And
an extra utensil in my sock And I've been known to mark it on the sidewalk with chalk Most times I write with a pen, sometimes I write with a buzz And
crayola i've grown to keep an extra utensil in my sock and i've been known to market on the sidewalk with chalk most times, i write with a pen, sometimes i write
Traduzione: Atmosfera. Scrivi ora (Multipli n. 4).
Traduzione: Atmosfera. Scrivi ora (Multipli # 4).
Till the day that I entered the atmosphere With no fear to steer clear So stay awake cause eternal sleep is always calling Like Razah told me before
the complex Can't understand, write it down, learn the context Extra! Extra! read it in the scriptures A thousand years ago and from now Ak rips ya Call
you're light yellow just like the walls on which you write fellow When I first viewed it, I'll admit it had me quite pissed But now I've accepted it,
second language Look mom I'm famous, I mean I'm flagrant You say you write your best rhymes when you high I say I write my best rhymes cause I'm fly This
[Slug] Now, when you come to apply for a job Don't tell 'em you're homeless 'Cause I promise they won't hire you And if they like your songs Just nod
light this candle and get the blank out of here. This is the last song that I write (the last song of ours) It's been a year now and I know (now I know
I write rhymes So I put my all in, 'til my sky falls an' Crush my head, I'm dead when I write y'all Believin it now, my God's not oblivion My God is
atlonics Demonic is tainted chronic Impossible to hold down like vomit Mics I palm it You stay to bomb it Like tourists that's Islamic I enter your atmosphere
things to sing about, like we were young and holding true to all these songs that always made us pull through, and now I?ve got some words that I?ll write
some things to sing about, like we were young and holding true to all these songs that always made us pull through, and now I?ve got some words that I?ll write
a hip hop the hippie the hippie to the hip hip a hop and ya don't stop A rock on baby bubba to the boogety bang bang the boogie to the boogety beat Now
me! But I wont stop till you go pop Orgasm have you screamin out your throat box Now your legs shake, body vibrate Cuz I'm swingin this dick like a primate Now