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Ghost Player
Walking around living dead with ya.
fuckers put reverence but it's never reciprocated,
shorty takes it.
Stomps on it,
Lucy having you wraithing. with joints to the face to take in.
Running up out of patience.
So to the amazonian rumble,
head will be lost in a jungle,
Half a O of caps to bring the sun back,
The soul black.
Waiting for hugs back.
Memory lost in the garbage like Nobody want that.
Wasted timed on what seemed sublime,
Treated like a ****** at the end of the day,
no crack of the whip,
No audio Miss,
Just awkward silence.
In this land of the oblivious.
But not yet deserving of true oblivion.
Feeling sick,
Like we see you need a stick,
this corona shit might stick?
A nigga got the cooties,
for thinking she a cutie,
Whats crazy champ you see it but the truth is you could beat it if you throw them feelings away.
Smashing ho's,
Like nobody knows,
Young Charlie Sheen Flow,
Fuck until you die and in 2020 and up it will be the way to go.
Eyes a tunnel and 94% of you bitches is ho's.
Strip Clubs give better love for less rain from the dance.
If you strip you gonna make shorty rain from her pants.
High octane,
They cant handle the work,
I beat that pussy up now all she can do is twerk.
I break her walls like I'll break you mother fuckers up.
She begs for dick, but you Panziess can eat the uppercut.
Dick game so great your wife nominated me in the hall of fame.
Back to being cold,
cause to most of these shorties this is all a game.
Play the game
Bitch take the name.
Its pretty average, but its yall's character thaats exactly the same.
You act like high school bitches,
Men too, even worse like high school snitches,
Matter fact the exact same as the high school BITCHES.
cold shoulders can lead to heat getting passed like a disgruntled teen and his negatively influenced high school wishes.
The lunch table is full,
Go sit with the sheep,
rejected by the sane,
its their souls that seem stained.
Twittling like twats as you sit here and rot.
Just another with feelings that know no worth to the other side.
Some people deserve dog food and some people deserve love or respect.
As of now Yall have proven to be some dog food Bitches.
fuckers put reverence but it's never reciprocated,
shorty takes it.
Stomps on it,
Lucy having you wraithing. with joints to the face to take in.
Running up out of patience.
So to the amazonian rumble,
head will be lost in a jungle,
Half a O of caps to bring the sun back,
The soul black.
Waiting for hugs back.
Memory lost in the garbage like Nobody want that.
Wasted timed on what seemed sublime,
Treated like a ****** at the end of the day,
no crack of the whip,
No audio Miss,
Just awkward silence.
In this land of the oblivious.
But not yet deserving of true oblivion.
Feeling sick,
Like we see you need a stick,
this corona shit might stick?
A nigga got the cooties,
for thinking she a cutie,
Whats crazy champ you see it but the truth is you could beat it if you throw them feelings away.
Smashing ho's,
Like nobody knows,
Young Charlie Sheen Flow,
Fuck until you die and in 2020 and up it will be the way to go.
Eyes a tunnel and 94% of you bitches is ho's.
Strip Clubs give better love for less rain from the dance.
If you strip you gonna make shorty rain from her pants.
High octane,
They cant handle the work,
I beat that pussy up now all she can do is twerk.
I break her walls like I'll break you mother fuckers up.
She begs for dick, but you Panziess can eat the uppercut.
Dick game so great your wife nominated me in the hall of fame.
Back to being cold,
cause to most of these shorties this is all a game.
Play the game
Bitch take the name.
Its pretty average, but its yall's character thaats exactly the same.
You act like high school bitches,
Men too, even worse like high school snitches,
Matter fact the exact same as the high school BITCHES.
cold shoulders can lead to heat getting passed like a disgruntled teen and his negatively influenced high school wishes.
The lunch table is full,
Go sit with the sheep,
rejected by the sane,
its their souls that seem stained.
Twittling like twats as you sit here and rot.
Just another with feelings that know no worth to the other side.
Some people deserve dog food and some people deserve love or respect.
As of now Yall have proven to be some dog food Bitches.
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