When the dome ache then the bowl break wind
Never Cobain, keep my brain spinning, low maintenance
Abstain from the f*cking vote
You get a shell if a stain on my coat
Hit a stain with the bros
Maintain the training
It goes well
Then I'm gonna blow eights
Till my clothes opaque; resin showed
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How I play these Rhodes
Running in my street clothes
Tryna get the weed smoke off
The pilaf that I just ate was a meal, god
Never he'd feel like a real squad
And for good reason
The pieces of shit he's been dealing with are but mere demons
Change homies like a change of the seasons
Splitting on me quick like a dick
But for no god damn reason
All treasonous treacherous
F*cking dick sucking bitch
Know you are joining the legion
F*ck the collegiate
I'm out here studying these rhythms