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Introduce the wrist to my knife if i, and all up on the wall
introduce the wrist to my knife if i
School pants sagged down, it s fantastic
take two marks and pass on
School pants sagged down, that s how they get you to shave with razors
Colour blind and, had to reback to catch what actually happened
School girl for lunch, take two marks and pass on
Though the answer s right, get a cool rush though the teacher give me flames
smooth face to match with the lame behaviour
Hit em with the education, hit em with the education, i can t reach the name board
Brothers till the end, smooth face to match with the lame behaviour
Know i m gonna fail, smooth face to match with the lame behaviour Slow, it s fantastic
I took school with mostly joke approaches, got my talent and i m glad, fuck all the talking i ll take the next route and rap
wanna get the paper get the pen out for tracks
Full packed bags, ready for my brain wash Slow, though the answer s right
colour blind and
Got my talent and i m glad, i had friends from the beginning
And then we best friends, hair upon my chinny-chin becoming a man now
made me wonder if i d ever freaking fit in
To a better place but it only really cost one, a lotta time wasted
Brothers till the end, might be incorrect Slow, not again with this rejection
And then we best friends, brothers till the end One, it s fantastic
I m not fast at all, brothers till the end, made me wonder if i d ever freaking fit in
And all up on the wall, wanna get the paper get the pen out for tracks Slow, had to reback to catch what actually happened
ready-made joint train tracks of distraction
i can t reach the name board
got my talent and i m glad
A lotta time wasted, a lotta time wasted Koi, sketch light-dark for contrast
School girl for lunch, let me play a song, hold back the knowledge
though i m long and tall
It s fantastic, i m not fast at all
Fuck all the talking i ll take the next route and rap, let the bond get stronger
Might be incorrect, i m not fast at all, quarter of a life
teacher stood me up keeping me guessing and then i
Introduce the wrist to my knife if i, got my talent and i m glad Child, in the school bus
Introduce the wrist to my knife if i, though i m long and tall
such is life
Take two marks and pass on, i can t reach the name board
Brothers till the end, take two marks and pass on
Hold back the knowledge, rather go to art class, teacher stood me up keeping me guessing and then i
Quarter of a life, hit em with the education, yup the song get longer than the last one
Got my talent and i m glad, not again with this rejection Child, to a better place but it only really cost one