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Number Flow

Hello, my name is sad boy
People call me bad, dad and mad
Welcome to the show, of my flow
To the show of my flow

I smoke three blunts in my room
blunts in my room
blunts in my room
One two three
One two three
One two three

One, two, three
What if I’m mad
What if I’m mad
What if I’m mad

I smoke three blunts in my room
blunts in my room
 blunts in my room
One two three
One two three
One two three

I guess this it what, it comes too
When your alone
 Bitches be gone
When your alone

I smoke three blunts in my room
blunts in my room
blunts in my room
One two three
One two three
One two three


There’s always a war, in my head
In my head
In my head
In my head
I swear there’s a brain  it works like a bullet train
 like a bullet train
For every one, just fun and belive hun
Have we fallen? No we haven’t
Cause were alive, were alive, were alive
Were alive  were alive

I smoke three blunts in my room
blunts in my room
blunts in my room
One two three
One two three
One two three

my name is sad boy
People know me as bad, dad, and
Mad
Written by earthaboveyou365
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