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Master Smokes Kools
03:29
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Bring the cups, reload the tubs, became death-proof, it's kind of drug, oh you
Want a girl and meet the girl is that how things just never happen, it's true.
Jimmy Joy, it's all your fault
All the things that you have it's a rubbish stuff of dumb
Jimmy Joy, my starving ego
All the things that you have it's amazing piece of naught
It's so much fun
All mates are here
Where are you from?
What brings you here?
They say it's a plot
That you have appeared
Because of me
Of my master skill
Say your name for mother's grave and bring the cup of sweety cow, oh me...
I put the trust, don't bother me, I'm slighty sorry for that thing I done, it's shit
Jimmy Joy, it's all your fault
All the things that you have, it's a rubbish stuff of dumb
Jimmy Joy, my starving ego
All the things that you have, it's amazing piece of naught
Oh...
What are you looking for? O-oh.
Remember: girl with a cig it's a girl indeed
Boys!
You should smoke Kools
You fools.
All dirty plan
Which you just wrote
Must be reduced
I'm not this one
But here's my friend
He likes those things
So change your bourn
He'll be so pleased
Bring the cups, reload the tubs, became death-proof, it's kind of drug, oh you
Want a girl and meet the girl is that how things just never happen, it's true
hey Jimmy Joy
All the things that you have, it's amazing piece of naught
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Coke and Kane
02:56
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Oh... it's my head, oh my head, what a pain.
No, no. What the fuck. Not again.
And the clock. It's a noon.
3 hours in bed: not enough for my head.
It's my note. my child wish. goodbye note.
Why it's so sad?
Another year I write it and I read.
Who I've been?
Why it's so serious? What it's so sad?
Where's my coke? Oh my head...
It's a cliche
Skunk and spank
I'm a really touchy man
Valium on my thoughts
My friends say it's a plot
But when I see you with him in my thoughts
It's worse, so much worse when United lose
Oh I didn't know, it's my fault
Why did you overlook that point? I didn't know...
You have so much loves
In demand. Always in demand
So shoot me your basic cost
It's a cliche
Skunk and spank
I'm a really touchy man
Valium on my thoughts
My friends say it's a plot
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We were going to sleep together but suprisingly wake up apart
Feeling sick of bleeding noses, bloody coats, broken hearts, dirty pants
Was my own homage to Larry Flint
My wrong love, piteous, grumpy believe
Now my first person goes on the stage
I don't which is true, which is wrong, which you prefere
Can I get bit lower?
There's so tightly
Please quit watching porns
She's obscure and paid, she will blow his mind
She's vile, her lacks are evidently giant
If you want to spend with me just night
Bring me dioxin and please close your eyes
You're my queen, you're my love which I secretly found
I am not the one who want just to penetrate your brim
But if you want to spend with me just night
Bring me dioxin and please close your eyes
Fuck the interim rush of promise
Belching with this false assurance
Fuck this place where you're proud of beauty
Place full of cracking insurance
Fuck your idol called Larry Flint
Your wrong love, piteous, grumpy believe
Tell which of your person is true
I prefere someone true, someone brand new
Please leave me alone
I've get used to
Walking dead at home
Maybe... I'm obscure but I do it for free
Maybe my lacks of proud are determining me
If you want to spend with me just night
Bring me dioxin and please close your eyes
You're my queen, you're my love which I secretly found
But don't worry, she's vile, her lacks are giant
If you want to spend with me just night
Bring me dioxin and please close your eyes
Figure one: comes the rat, he's so sly, it's trap
Figure two: comes the dog, so untrue, only friend
Figure three: little queen, too much cute
Figure four: my wet sheet
Figure five: oh my head...
Not again
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TV/TS
03:39
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Fantastic colours on my slight face
Yellow-pink eyebrows and nails
It's getting brighter
I presume you'll like them
Clam scarf fitted with my hair
Black band on my rebel, rebel face
Shine and sparkle
I presume you will like them
I prepared them and I work for them
Got disease, they called "uniqe"
Flash and grave, suave and sweet
Humble, save and accurate
Leaving myslelf - not regret
Got disease, they called "uniqe"
Flash and grave, suave and sweet
Humble, save and accurate
Being myself - not regret
Another stroke to emphasize me
Cup of coffe to make calm and free
Known and smart
Oh I'm sure you will like her
Middle finger to my friends and lovers
Just to exaggerate bale and power
I am Bowie
I'm sure you'll mistake me for him
You will mistake me for him
Remember: I am Bowie
I am Bowie
Please let me in
Please let me in
I spend years to prepare this make-up
I've left my brothers, I've changed my place
I chose a choice which I always hate
I'm going mad with this extremely view
But something says me it brings me to you
I'm even ready to meet your friends who are strip value and vomiting derange
Please let me in.
I know it's trap I know it's risk. I know it's a crass with one hope, true point.
Point made by me
Point made by no one
And why you fucking laugh when I ask you?
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