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The Jackpot/Swept Away

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Starin over that strech into the horizon with my eyes and ears closed sealed with a clear coat i'm at a loss for words, but i know a lot of words for loss i got a whole lotta excuses to curse and stomp f**k you very much and kiss me goodbye because i'm leaving on the next high ain't no sex allowed now all crowd around ma and show me what you found he got the truth and she got the groove and they raped the youth and he's got the proof now, nobody move nobody gets nowhere progress halt and its all my fault and i dont care here i am behold this pale whore kinda sore throat bloke on tour thru the core repell followin the chorus indorced by the force and honey i just wanna hug ur curves like a porsche. go ahead throw them sore issues back on the fire to feel the flame, get me high lose the blame let me slide tonight's the night and crack me a low and brown and touch my swollen crown while i hold it down yo, on the level of actually she found me flacid. skiped class to be fashionally absent got me thinking caught me drinkin tossed my ink across the loos leaf like watch me sink into the mind state of how imma wait to find fate let the pupils dialate fly high like the crime rate mosiquito bate, baby keep me up to date who you love today give me a pound and im on my way now im at it that imaginary line thats on the floor what do you mean we should stay in touch, what for? not exactly sure but i agree with your motive the posion took over 'cause the dose was sugar coated the world is full of people who want nothing short of perfect and yet they settle for less blinded by their quest for purpose first hit, i knew it was for me it made me think her i sink now now i dont remember why i drink i gotta pay the phone bills scrape off the road kill hold still here's another girl acting like king of the mole hill yo, step with stride i got this friend named PRIDE and imma hide him in my pocket till the day that i die and i got this pet peeve that i only let out to eat poked holes in the top of the jar so he can breath and when he's old enough imma set him free and let him breed teach his kids how to build bombs and shoot speed true indeed im all about the lines around the block good times hip hop and making rhymes about my cock so f**k the work f**k love f**k man and you i hope you drown face down in your dandruff shampoo thank you for making me creating me sedating me



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