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edlund - t كلمات أغنية

soul searching and shooting for stars
flow like a serpent in and out through bars
i’m slytherin’ to win the sorcerer’s stone
home alone with hermoine and she’s giving me dome
ain’t no snakes in my suburb
caking up all summer
breaking protocol like a d-ck in a rubber
scientific flubber, experiment gone wrong
impairment of bullsh-t when i rip bongs
step on and slept on
wounds full of epsom
never stick to the script words equipped with teflon
i love my dirty lungs and every song i’ve sung
had this hunger for more ever since i was young
opened up my mind before my vocal box
hoping i can find the truth walking down these local blocks
went from seeing rap shows with weed in my socks
to rocking the top spot with saliva on my c-ck

[hook]
johnny the paper boy from better off dead:
“four weeks, twenty papers, that’s two dollars; plus tip”

john cusack:
“gee johnny i don’t have a dime; sorry”

johnny:
“didn’t ask for a dime!”
“two dollars.” x3

a rare breed, but you can’t see
just shut up and ingest these lines i feed
i’m in need of some sanity
remove myself from wealth and all types of vanity
en route to extinction like a manatee
pursuit of happiness searching for the man in me
the captain is trapped in captivity
double up the bunks for more activities
a trouble punk who captured the disease of jungle funk fever flow bring you right to your knees
ain’t nothing but a g thang baby
miss jepsen can call me maybe
these dreams aren’t as far off as they may seem
got a spot on my back for my whole f-cking team
admittedly yo you know i’m all about the cream
displaying my talents on life’s balance beam

[hook]

- edlund

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