You Essay
This is an Essay to you
Put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
Put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
I put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
Yellow bricks shining gold on the road where my house is
Leading to a trap
I thought this was the way up out this
Couldn't hide
Couldn't find a way around this
Rock and a hard place
Stopped in a dark place
Stop and ya dead like the Cops in a car chase
Opps is the feds
It's a shock make ya heart race
Don't get popped in the head
For the bread
Like ya stealing off ya mom's plate
Food for thought lyrics, this an entree
Syllables and spirits
No more fear and
No more heartbreak
Feel it when you hear it
Tell the famly this for y'all sake
Cause I low-key need a break from the writing
I be alone with my thoughts
That's why I hate when it's silent
Shaking hands with the clouds
While the vapor is rising
Exchanging hands then I'm out
Poker faces in private
Ping wins on the board
Stick a Spade in a pirate
You gotta Polar capture friends
Don't record
Pick a place and desire
Over seas, over bored
Ain't the same I don't like it
It don't even paint the same picture
We gotta get this 'fore we gone
Or my fate split us
Hate to remind ya
I'm in the morgue
Payment eight figures
Staying and fighting
Grade A Grave Digger
I been Acing assignments
Grade A Grave Digger
I been Acing assignments
Grade A Grave Digger
I been Acing assignments
I put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
I- True
I put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
Yellow bricks shining gold
On the road where my house is
Leading to a trap
I thought this was the way up out this
I'ma cut that part later
That was an accident
Thinking how I'm not a star
I seen the twinkle in my eye
So how am I subpar
I need my sprinkles to the side
To keep my mind ajar
My pops a mason
Daily praises kept me striving far
My mind amazing
Cause I trained it on a shining star
I find my placement rearranging
Like the Titans God's
Daylight savings rearranging
Even time is odd
I gave my praises and my thankings
To the brightest star
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You Essay
This is an Essay to you
Put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
Put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
I put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
Yellow bricks shining gold on the road where my house is
Leading to a trap
I thought this was the way up out this
Couldn't hide
Couldn't find a way around this
Rock and a hard place
Stopped in a dark place
Stop and ya dead like the Cops in a car chase
Opps is the feds
It's a shock make ya heart race
Don't get popped in the head
For the bread
Like ya stealing off ya mom's plate
Food for thought lyrics, this an entree
Syllables and spirits
No more fear and
No more heartbreak
Feel it when you hear it
Tell the famly this for y'all sake
Cause I low-key need a break from the writing
I be alone with my thoughts
That's why I hate when it's silent
Shaking hands with the clouds
While the vapor is rising
Exchanging hands then I'm out
Poker faces in private
Ping wins on the board
Stick a Spade in a pirate
You gotta Polar capture friends
Don't record
Pick a place and desire
Over seas, over bored
Ain't the same I don't like it
It don't even paint the same picture
We gotta get this 'fore we gone
Or my fate split us
Hate to remind ya
I'm in the morgue
Payment eight figures
Staying and fighting
Grade A Grave Digger
I been Acing assignments
Grade A Grave Digger
I been Acing assignments
Grade A Grave Digger
I been Acing assignments
I put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
I- True
I put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
Yellow bricks shining gold
On the road where my house is
Leading to a trap
I thought this was the way up out this
I'ma cut that part later
That was an accident
Thinking how I'm not a star
I seen the twinkle in my eye
So how am I subpar
I need my sprinkles to the side
To keep my mind ajar
My pops a mason
Daily praises kept me striving far
My mind amazing
Cause I trained it on a shining star
I find my placement rearranging
Like the Titans God's
Daylight savings rearranging
Even time is odd
I gave my praises and my thankings
To the brightest star
This is an Essay to you
Put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
Put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
I put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
Yellow bricks shining gold on the road where my house is
Leading to a trap
I thought this was the way up out this
Couldn't hide
Couldn't find a way around this
Rock and a hard place
Stopped in a dark place
Stop and ya dead like the Cops in a car chase
Opps is the feds
It's a shock make ya heart race
Don't get popped in the head
For the bread
Like ya stealing off ya mom's plate
Food for thought lyrics, this an entree
Syllables and spirits
No more fear and
No more heartbreak
Feel it when you hear it
Tell the famly this for y'all sake
Cause I low-key need a break from the writing
I be alone with my thoughts
That's why I hate when it's silent
Shaking hands with the clouds
While the vapor is rising
Exchanging hands then I'm out
Poker faces in private
Ping wins on the board
Stick a Spade in a pirate
You gotta Polar capture friends
Don't record
Pick a place and desire
Over seas, over bored
Ain't the same I don't like it
It don't even paint the same picture
We gotta get this 'fore we gone
Or my fate split us
Hate to remind ya
I'm in the morgue
Payment eight figures
Staying and fighting
Grade A Grave Digger
I been Acing assignments
Grade A Grave Digger
I been Acing assignments
Grade A Grave Digger
I been Acing assignments
I put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
I- True
I put my money where my mouth is
Fast food
I hope it's sunny where my route is
Yellow bricks shining gold
On the road where my house is
Leading to a trap
I thought this was the way up out this
I'ma cut that part later
That was an accident
Thinking how I'm not a star
I seen the twinkle in my eye
So how am I subpar
I need my sprinkles to the side
To keep my mind ajar
My pops a mason
Daily praises kept me striving far
My mind amazing
Cause I trained it on a shining star
I find my placement rearranging
Like the Titans God's
Daylight savings rearranging
Even time is odd
I gave my praises and my thankings
To the brightest star
Writer: Paul Thomas
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