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Its Old

Its Old

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I was in my apartment singing, birds clinging, noise to the neighbors are basically stinging, if this is bad wouldn't it be sinning? but this is another fad ringing, guess it makea you mad, bringing this up, like a headlight stuck, like up and over your butt, getting so deep it hurts your cunt, I'm that asshole, I'm that guy, as a whole, I say it with a sigh, are you asking why? I am too, who would of knew, that this would stir like stew, the beef with us, is a leaf with dust, a bus with a bust, broken windows, stolen, with thrown, like a damaged phone, injured and fingered, harder than a pornstar getting a raise, who woulda thought! that these days, would get you crazed, showing your tits make people amazed, making their face getting gazed, and confused too, the money they get, you're not used too, it's higher then your rent, and its the price of their vent, useless shits, always call quits, wishing they could be hits, getting crits, grab your mitts, it ain't fire its cold, its old.
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