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Tengu. hahaha
Without feeling like I'm part of the blame
And it's never gonna feel quite the same
But it's never gonna change
And I hate that I'm always so young
Had me feeling like you were the one
And it's never gonna feel like it's done
'Cause it's never gonna change
This old town don't smell too pretty
And I can feel the warning signs running around my mind
And when I leave this island
I book myself into a soul asylum
I can feel the warning signs running around my mind
And when I leave this planet
You know I'd stay but I just can't stand it
And I can feel the warning signs running around my mind
And if I can leave this spirit
I'll find me a hole and I'll live in it
And I can feel the warning signs running around my mind
So here I go
I'm still scratching around in the same old hole
My body feels young but my mind is very old
So what do you say?
You can't give me the dreams that are mine anyway
You're half the world away
I can see the air I breathe
But my fingers painting pictures
On the glass in front of me
Lay me by the frozen river
Where the boats have passed me by
All I need is to remember
How it was to feel alive
Rest against my pillow like the aging winter sun
Only wake each morning to remember that you're gone
So I drift away again to winter I belong
Do I got something in my eye?
Do I got shit up on my face or did my hair catch on fire?
Cause you really really staring am I something that you like?
Jeez ask for my number, or you can fly a kite
See I'm bout to get with it, I'm getting ratchet and livid
You think I'm cool and forget it
You feeling froggy then ribbit
Be like banana and split it, before your melon I'll split it
I bet you know what you see, it's all my girls, you deserve a
Beat down, stop, wait
Think about it, think about it,
Work, work, run up, if you want some
Hear the drums how they beat, that's how you done
Wait, I should think about it, never mind that's a waste
When this bitch hit the ground
How these Louboutins taste?
I'm sorry, club promoter, let's put this in the past
It's just that bitch kept on staring
So I had to whoop that ass,
Check it out ladies don't take no lip
Take no lip, take take no lip
If you rap for you girls, then pump your fist
Pump your fist
Pump pump your fist
Now swing it at the hoe that you think looking funny
If she came with a man then take all his money
It's the year of the woman, gonn grab a can of these whoopin's
And then as soon she looking, ay yo cause she gonn get it
Beat down, beat down, beat down
Ay yo cause she gonn get it
AYYY LMAO 420 BLAZE IT BYOTCH
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