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Whore Mongers

アーティスト:Sage Francis  アルバム:Sick Of Waiting... 

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(verse) My popularitys on the ri-ise.my self-image is somewhat Sinking My heads expanding in size but my stomachs shrinking It all evens out in the end thats what i'm thinking Sing the cashregister raps ch-ching ching.green backs bring the bling bling Na na i may stay home.rev got the ring ring ha ha hey hey poem While my answering machine screening calls.hailing safe and alone I want change in your message not the coin return of a payphone My boys are concerned that my brains blown Voices get turned away annoyed with what they say If its a gay tone n they like "hey ho!" then i'm all like "hey yo..." Few remain prone to spray straight shots with blood stained glocks N a face of stone to melt your ice grill it might spill! N break ya bone. thugs-in-harmony cd presenting tape should own Replace the thrown with some non-prophets drop bass on Sage is know to pull your card kid so chill I mess up plans like robbers with no skill My only knowledge is the holy father so thrilled That you dont know still what god is making martyrs outta molehills Now if your soul is fufilled holed your dills N realize youre never satisfied til after u die from overkill Im from placiboville but we know the drill Obscene is so ill but wait for the nurse to leave so i can throw the pill.. I am not sick! demeneted or listed as twisted bitch Whats up with this kid Some insisted that i'm interested in running from the facts whispered In a mating call that get a busy signal from a number thats unlisted Lumberjacks are gifted.when i swung the axe it slid Out of my grasp n injured this invalid, invalid Toss-offs toss their cookies while tossing salads I ghost-write the most hype love sonnet n let some whore sing the ballad


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