.Words Pour out like syrup
Coating my tongue to hit the verbs
Turn around and hit the purp
Found my own path and missed the church
I Make the fucking pews berserk
Around the clock I fucking work
I bet that nine and a needle make them bodies drop like boom
Bet the bass break the .
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