YOU KNOW THEY SAY TUPAC AND BIGGIE AINT DEAD...WELL I REALLY DONT CARE, KURT KOBAIN IS NOT DEAD, i CALL HIM BLOODY, YALL CALL HIM DAVID BECKHAM, AND U CAN JUST CALL ME RODRIGO PLAYING THE SILVERSLIVERBACKS, THIS IS A GLOBAL PREMIERE, I SWALLOWED THE SIGNATURE AND WHAT CAME OUT WAS NOTHING, BUT WHAT CAME UP WAS SOMETHING, WHY ARE THESE DUDES STILL FRONTING, I DONT UNDERSTAND ANY LANGUAGE BUT ENGLISH, BUT WITH FEDEROV WHETER HOCKEY OR SOCCER I UNDERSTAND KPOBB, IS VERY SACRED AND DEAR, NOT LIKE DEER THAT U HUNT, BUT I GOT THE ONES WHO WAS ONCE HUNTED NOW HUNTING AND IM NOT TALKING ABOUT PHONE CONVO, IM TALKING ABOUT GOLD INK THAT MAKE THE FEDERAL RESERVE BLINK, NOW THINK, IM DOING THIS FOR THE MONEY, NOT THE MUMMY, CAUSE SHE BEEN SAID YUMMY P.A.R. FOR LIFE IM STILL A DICKHEAD, NOW GIVE ME THAT SWEET THAT GOOSHY STUFF.
Kurt, They're killing me secrectly. So I drink and its no secret, I learned from your mistake, so thats now what im thinking, although they probably would be happy, So i put on some BLS, Suicide Messiah and Start the choir, Agnus Dei no Hip Hop Gospel, Just Pain. I know Im right, But I have know rights, The Cut out the light, I know Im Malibu's Most Wanted, I never wanted to be hood, They dropped me off in Compton, So I was looking for Blood, Idiots thought I was a gangbanger, and the commenced to violate my integrity, SO the tears flowed religiously, not of hurt and fear, but of the revenge that is so near... We Dont drink Trueblood, we are seeking for blue blood, I wanna see it turn from azul to rojo, or blue to red, whatever know that the one who hit me are on my list, ask whitney houston, cause I will alwayssss Hate them, for what they did to him, him is me, i stepped out of my shoes and realized what they did to me is not Right, and I know Im Right
Who the real Lil Lord and Rocko, its not a modern life, its my life, keep the Tv and sweets, give me my mom, a nice house, and a sense of belonging, and the rules I dont mind, so tell the Africans that Lion King is doing more than waisting my time, Im not mad though, because the Audacity of Hate got me loving
Kurt this is the new theme song to The Sopranos, but we slim and way bigger than Tony, Tell Ms. Hawk, the Geese in a V, organized oblivious of the lead, because if one eats seeds, they all eat seeds and its love for life, so they saying your words are deep, but none would acknowledge when you were alive, I guess You are alive, because the energy from the music, is abilify the ability to ignore creativity and respect heart, real art minus guys trying to be hard, sale hard, clever word play, naaaw, This is the level everyday, so imagine me playing kindergarten cop, Im screaming Asta La Vista Baby, Ill be back, in all caps
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