Crossin off my fingers
Its nothing nah, its nothing nah
Stickin in my stinger
If something’s wrong, I’ll fuck them all
Acid rain eats the umbrella shaped urchin house
All bricks stack and split, merging a sword fist mouth
Hive, grovels and bleeds for me
Circle, swells and seethes to be pleased
Grow, aggregate, black bomb, burns
Ravenous, black, beaked bird
Sadist hiss, snakes as rungs
Aggregate
Crossin off my fingers
It’s nothing nah, it’s nothing nah
Stickin in my stinger
If somethings wrong, I’ll fuck them all
Shitting in the mouth of the baddest ass big mouth bass
Classifying humans depending on size of ass
Ass 3x ass 1x ass 4x ass 2x ass 2x ass 6x
Grow, aggregate, black bomb, burns
Ravenous, black, beaked bird
Sadist hiss, snakes as rungs
There’s no good jobs for me
Read this resume, I got degrees for me
I been searching far and wide, I want to herd your sheep
I can run an errand for any type of job
Hire me for doing things that qualify as hard
Work
Please, please, please, please
Motive, not enough, too bored
Make what, pull my cord
Losing funds
Rent
Net
Paid
Groceries
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