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travis wayne - cleansed n conditioned lyrics
add it to the resume
their first forty eight
one would say i’m tresume
cleansed n conditioned
im feelin great
play my position
tho my disposition
to give in
at any give moment
is at a high time rate
i’m not saying i’m the best of them
i can compete with the rest of them
no contest with them
but i’ll eradicate
normally i enjoy a series
but this is lookin like a sweep
steak? nah i’m good on beef
i just ate
we can go back n forth
over some hot ones
this a blitz
you got your back in shotgun
okay, see, i’ll bring the thunder
if they want some
grab an umbrella if you got one
storm comin
too grown to play with sticks
no judge to throw stones
their god, crucifixed
my gawd, i’m my own
death to all masters
no khaleesi on the throne
have a baby mother’s cheeks clappin
while you’re home alone
disrespectful
she got a neck full
i came to wreck sh_t
what you upset for?
unimpressed with
ed geins flesh jeans
it seems i should’ve worn
less seams
sleep on me?
freddy krueger in the bed frame
norman bates with the bed stain
i play with words
like they’re word games
ain’t been knighted
but after tonight i’d like it
if you refer to me as
sir wayne
kick sh_t
like van dame on bamboo
cleansed n conditioned
like shampoo
they say the tongues a sword
so when i fl!ck these words
i’m wielding that sh_t
like i’m the d_mn wu
rubbin my feet on carpet
who’s_ wanting static?
hesitated naming my son
now i’m stuck raising havoc
you could find me in the circle
probably next to slim
he pass to trav
i pass it back
you know, we do it again
uno_ so move along my friend
i’d prescribe a better scribe
and would advise my pen
i speak_ to tell the truth
that sh_t lies within
birds of a different flock
i don’t fly with them
nah
i hit that back stroke, swimmer
i don’t play
hit the back_throat, d_ck her
down_ i’m trippin
off track; retired pimpin
my next album a novel
find it under crucifixion
i’m ninety one on the second of july
i’m hot
you must’ve mistaken me
for some type of guy
i’m not
i’m ninety one on the second of july
i’m hot
you must’ve mistaken me
for some type of guy
i’m not
i’m ninety one on the second of july
i’m hot
you must’ve mistaken me
for some type of guy
i’m not
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