["In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his train, and he carries the remind blues. A peppery plum that laid him down or cut him to the grind out. In his anger and his shame, I am leaving, I'm leaving, but I don't still remain.
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Only workman's wages have come looking for a job but I get no offers
Just to come home from the wars on Seventh Avenue
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was long gone.
Where the New York City winters are bleeding me.
Where the New York City winters are bleeding me, bleeding me
Go on
Oh, what the fuck?
I'm gonna come cop killin' and never kill the cop though
I'm all the type to burn the spliff and eat a bag of nachos
I'm all the type to lead an op-op, maybe by an apahose
On a sunny day, I'm on the block in the poncho
Venomous extra sip, tell me how my bars feel
Talk shit, tell me how the floor of the bar feels
Young cocoa butter, fresh as new car smell
Cynical is on your loving cat, call me Garfield
Video's legit, street straight tax for suit cans
A pink marine, green Newport packs, now who then?
Three brown, that's Langtang, I need a brand new van
To tour so they can make enough funds to send a student
Sprayin' copyright symbols and yoga mats until I'm high
You have to type a bunch of rhyming words to tell you how I'm flyin' stuff
Right in Rachel Rand's pegs, let's start the race for
Highest face girl, wild of three K's boys
Mamma Deuce never told me to go to my room
But while she was young, now she threatened to send me to Paradoon
Lesson in the motherland, her lover dad hit me with the broom
Black and blue in school, where white kids call me Dune Coon
I'm still livin' this shit, something like a pigeon in piss
Scrippin' some lit words to a script-letter bullshit
But let me get hit quick, your little dick kicked in
Let's forget this shit
Seriously, yeah
Alright, what's up?
Probably watchin' me on the Google Alerts
Hi dad, I'm at the Whitney with DJ Spooky on the Nipat
Jaws on your slits and a woman's can
And cats and cats as you can't keep bums from the bug-eyed manfant
Can, can, can, you do this party, pants, can, can
So you think you can dance, here is your stinking advance
Backends, tap them, stack as, white people play this for your black friends
Black people smack them, move spoon in with candy flippers
Remember the edible panties, if it fits the candy glass brandy snifter
Shake hands with fans that demand a picture like, hey man, hey man, are you the man she were victor?
So lose, show through, hold lose, cold feel AD
Livin' contradicts since 83, Arkansas Street
Like a blot from the project
Pinned some more blots from some other projects
Tile a meter so we're not by the prices
Now look at me, getting lost from my projects
The brothers lied to me to stop when we got it
But I don't, gotta get it
So I'm not gonna stop this street-freakin'
Socialize with the feeling of each shellin' hair with the earth
Oh, shellin' hair with the meat
You can stare at the street, fuck the street, stare back
But you talk to breezy, somebody take a crack at you
Act the fool, somebody finna laugh at you
Like dude, I don't like the fuckin' attitude
Gangster, computer god, mind's fuzz, my suit and eye
Fuck anyone, giddily, giddily, simply misery
Trill his riddles, misclitches, but wear the doozy tag
First of all, we beat it, we're truthy broke with a lease of brand
Harbinger, other bum, lusper, scoos in that way, a ton of war
Buddy cops kiss each other, heather ass, grease, fuck whores
We'll set you all comforts to something a little sad
But don't pirate Jenny this whole town, Black Freddy of Magnus
Nobody sleeps tonight, carve a long evening
Hedgewell, garbage, truck, annoying, ice cream, truck, J.A.
Rock just got donkey punched by a list of cracks
Maniac, Brainiac, this fucked in a dunce cap
Lookin' at it from space, you can see the races
It's one laugh, it's tranquility now, it's just future and I can't unhatch
I want a new drug plus, alternate reality
Some dimension of shifting, it's hidden from all the coward
Gypsy's regal palm in environment, it can be bad, my doll, a holler
Ain't no track, get out, you monster
Bum a low coward, a sawman, it's a running joke
Macarmony for commoners, it's gray matter, converted in a run of yours
I'm not in the mood, a lot more to ruin
Hot rod of intoxicants, gobble your food
Bop to the truthiness, truly I'm a boss boy
Half man, half smoke, no joke, got an old hot boy
Take your little sad, poofy pants to the corner toy
In the brain place, need to burn a bridge, burn a boy
If you land the whip, I'll suck your balls
Alright, thank you, boss
Thank you, man
Woo!
Have bananas!
You guys don't have bananas, right?
You don't mind if you don't make me eat bodies?
Oh, shit
Oh, man
You know this from experience or something?
Don't judge it
Have you ever licked a cat?
It's awkward
Licked a cat?
Don't judge it
Yeah, and did you ever feel it on its own?
It's not as cool as a dog's
It's not as cool as a dog's tongue
That's why you can't let them lick your penis
It's weird
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