Tripping balls in the studio
f#ck a hoe
Cop some snow
Bound to choke
Now I’m broke
Now I’m broke
Now I’m broke
Might go out and grab some slow
I don’t know
Cash is low
Bound to choke
Now I’m broke
Now I’m broke
Waiting on them’s for beginners
I pull up to where you stay with my army of blackened sinners
I will take what’s seen as mine and run right out the back door
Do not follow me unless you want to end up on the floor
That wh#re took my rose from me
My pretty ultra-violent bee
I hate feeling this lonely
It’s fixed with no amount of tree
I smoke, and smoke, and still I remain broke
I’m laid up on the floor with all the pills that made me chokе
I’m broke
Tripping balls in the studio
f#ck a hoe
End somе blow
Have a stroke
Now I croak
Now I croak
Now I croak
I watch my ego flow and grow
I don’t know
Status quo
Is bespoke
Hung from oak
Hung from oak
I skip most of all my dinners
I’m too busy making plays and doing drugs with so-called “winners”
I will cut you up at sea and make you scream bloody gore
Toss your body off the ship and have you wash back up on shore
I lost my whole bag of key
My snowy wonderland of C
Got down, had to beg and plea
Have many bruises on my knee
Evoke, evoke, came forward as a joke
I burn in hell for sins i chose to make with no revoke
As a joke
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