i liked this one less... shrug like when does it end how many albums do we write until we it through the thick skulls of men like it's not some secret go nail it to a door, like parchment, brutal more like tenable, swaths of armor skins of carbon fiber the word i prefer? Cosmetic third person? not cool men are just and what's better is first when you have talent why not just go dance and break it and come back and spell this: Shakespear? Guess what, don't care how about anonymous persons, open source anyone may attend can atten and I will go my name's not Jim it's James where's yours? I don't know dig it up and hand it i know a few parables but what i read i don't remember, meet me at the court not the bleachers above supreme not brands or taste and run it back and now here's another verse What are you listening to? Is it Jensen, is it Huang, is it Lex? I got mines he got his and i think he's cool, so what? It's something out there is it what i thought like it cancels algeberically, what is it you even are wearing? Guess what, don't care get out there and make some !@#$! money we are all under spotlights im under one it's call the sun and im never fin im not fin im never fin my Soul is here and it beats in my chest where is my mind it's not here it's closer to my mind my head, my chest is where i bleed, we all bleed red, it's not red out there it's blue, green, hues like rhymes like dimes, records like right past the back the bow shock why not this, hey guys, hey gals were all guys i say hey guys it's quicker why not go fly out and catch it and bring it back, call it vinyl Then ill rhyme another verse and say go away is it brutal is it dopamine is it someone telling someone else to watch out or teaching you a lesson, a lesson not a lecture, this is a lecture not a lesson, mine is don't quit don't give in, play to earn and learn to run a melt a pat on the back and a ran away script down to to when Jack White and we all and Alicia Keys yells this: American Musical Savants, plural! We don't need a fancier word we have characters on your screen, what's on yours? Guess what, don't care spell it and as far as I may tell spell it backward and tell me what's the length im never fin we're never fin till we hear you read it back to us then we'll still not be satisfied, ill tell you when im satisfied, it's when i know each hungry person is satiated, seated, and happy and shutted the fuck up For all i care, go eat a ham sandwhich think of a better word and read it back to yourself and then you'll know how i really feel, two shits i give go make a fudge brownie and call it your clown homie i don't care about any of you as long as you food in your stomach, aye caught one it's a falling graphite, comet. Hailey, hailey hailey, shoot em bang bang oh oh oh i don't care what anyone think I'm alive, I'm american, i have my rights. Due process . . . period period period dot dot dot Freedom of speech. Full stop, don't care, fuck you in the worst way read the amount of stripes and fuck you again find a fudge brownie, and eat it. this song is called "fudge brownie," i wrote it. what's about the supreme court? the basketball one. literally. is it some fantasy? no, think better think again, before you speak, fin. ampersand. Dopamine and crying.
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