The Care for No. 1
I was there
in the beat, the seat
it was cold like skepticold
you were told to obey the jurisdiction
the contradiction sweat
peach juice, cocktails abound
this is for the sophisticated
Jim-crow law in affect
for u were das efex
yes, sodomy is rampant
the lamenting's the borderline personalities
I was there
the chair is up in the air
baseball bats and peach fuzz buzz, the sexualization of everything
it's tormenting me
so there for I go snowboarding
the pursuit of only one thing
money, pussy, juicy the the the
I forgot the purpose, my words are doper than yours
it's a course in folly
the only score I will be getting is one
that's wholly
on my back the 5 layers
says relax with this beat please
and soak with the tax reform
independence from High Tea sippy society
let me get that cheaze
put it on my french fries
and while you are doing that
I will pursue my dutch bowling skills
with the ills of soviet style governing
and a sprinkle of importance
atomic age application with the romance prostitution
the girls were putting it on
so I went on and got it on
by my self
I was the norm
the soak in demonic curses worm
monica rehersing her potential
and the only thing I could remember is that I was offensive
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