Crazy Lady With Meatball Eyes

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Rip a new ass as we pass cause I don't give a flying dart some friends went out to the park listening to the Bee Gee's got to set people free out spreading the disease feel the breeze made my mark
in the rap game lit a flame with no one to blame momma filled me up with pot roast speaking of the fire of the Holy Ghost I used to coast as a socialized wandering wizard today I don't play that
game no more Rap is filled with rhymes so quick like no one cares or gives a shit going to post my homily that some may believe in you and me it started through the treese the soaring through a
breeze going to knock you to your knees Cheap thrills paying all those bills late at not popping pills even as a juvenile I used to run for a while far from the police so very out of reach



today I'm sipping on champagne & the finest Caviar hoping I'll go far a shot to the heart but whose to blame out playing the fields in the rap game fires with pillars of the billows of smoke I just
may take a toke old school & new school that's how we rule bringing home the bacon in my family jewel my brain is the tool for keeping think tight for that is my right amidst the fight see i got
this fever for a hidden desire I'm going to take you higher cruzin down the alley with my new Sunbird word I used to get stares but who the hell cares Carried on with my bad self to go to the dance
hall



Ain't it a pity when we hate the city cause everything turned out shitty hit me with a fresh beat starting from my head down to my feet it used to be customary to marry but you prefer to listen to
Buck Cherry what a fairy got grease molds amidst the sink holes up your nose with a rubber hose bring the noise that is our choice send praises and rejoice not some fly by with a pop fly suckers
stick me in the eye go down breaking if you can you need someone to be your friend Burn baby burn as the world turns watch as the butter spurns



Crazy lady with the meatball eyes put her in the oven & make french fries getting tired for all those good forsaken lies at no surprise once this life is done you get no second chance to roll the
dice twice that's why I fly Jet Blue first class with everything new so everybody could kiss my ass Crazy lady with Wavy Gravy doing everything shady maybe captivated by her tender smile cause I
knew all the great while love is going to keep us together no matter what the weather I'll be light as a feather

Submitted: November 23, 2017

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Rip a new ass as we pass cause I don't give a flying dart

some friends went out to the park listening to the Bee Gee's

got to set people free out spreading the disease feel the breeze

made my mark in the rap game lit a flame with no one to blame

momma filled me up with pot roast speaking of the fire of the Holy Ghost

I used to coast as a socialized wandering wizard today I don't play that game no more

Rap is filled with rhymes so quick like no one cares or gives a shit

going to post my homily that some may believe in you and me

it started through the treese the soaring through a breeze going to knock you to your knees

Cheap thrills paying all those bills late at not popping pills

even as a juvenile I used to run for a while far from the police so very out of reach

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today I'm sipping on champagne & the finest Caviar hoping I'll go far

a shot to the heart but whose to blame out playing the fields in the rap game

fires with pillars of the billows of smoke I just may take a toke

old school & new school that's how we rule bringing home the bacon in my family jewel

my brain is the tool for keeping think tight for that is my right amidst the fight

see i got this fever for a hidden desire I'm going to take you higher

cruzin down the alley with my new Sunbird word I used to get stares but who the hell cares

Carried on with my bad self to go to the dance hall

?

Ain't it a pity when we hate the city cause everything turned out shitty

hit me with a fresh beat starting from my head down to my feet

it used to be customary to marry but you prefer to listen to Buck Cherry what a fairy

got grease molds amidst the sink holes up your nose with a rubber hose

bring the noise that is our choice send praises and rejoice

not some fly by with a pop fly suckers stick me in the eye

go down breaking if you can you need someone to be your friend

Burn baby burn as the world turns watch as the butter spurns

?

Crazy lady with the meatball eyes put her in the oven & make french fries

getting tired for all those good forsaken lies at no surprise

once this life is done you get no second chance to roll the dice twice

that's why I fly Jet Blue first class with everything new so everybody could kiss my ass

Crazy lady with Wavy Gravy doing everything shady maybe

captivated by her tender smile cause I knew all the great while

love is going to keep us together no matter what the weather I'll be light as a feather

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