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jet thuman - d e d lyrics

a student, honor-rolling; getting high before school
now i’m so broke. so, being smart helps whom?
i need more money, so i can smoke more weed; buy more food
i’m a useless eater. did you need another clue?
sleeping in the morning; waking up in the afternoon
baking brain cells, blazing up under full moons
neet delinquent; defined so well
“neighbor kid grew up– used to be so swell…”
flanderize the neds; flatter me. diddly-doo
juvenile case for the feds, family missing me too
somewhere parallel to a bed, i’m missing you
however, i’m so clever i can still derive some pleasure
by dodging inclement weather; keeping warm with the booze
a real charming charlatan, ditching the shelter;
staying up, “call your friends; they like me, cuz i’m like you,”
or better. cutty spots, easy cheddar, “run yo’ pockets
for my 40 oz,” i rock it, rough my leather; you can’t stop it
cuz this h-ll is my fuel. living for a nicer death:
all gold tomb, but for now i’m a lifer needing rest

so much potential, ponyboy. stay golden
it’s instrumental you achieve all them goals, man
keep it on the mental. who knows where you’ll go, man
tell the world what you been through
tell your people where you going
top notch credentials, corporate thunderstorm flowing
cash in on the festivities; that’s a festival performance
uncle festers couldn’t mess with me i’m undead not dormant
the youth within the aged within the wise within the foreign
the moves which one should make are all comprised of schemes to score man
aw d-mn workaholics anonymous never called him
whos snoring gotta be dreaming if you think you’re more
harder core fam you go ham i go k!ll pigs aim shots at the law man
take care of ya d-mn kids they just may find the p-rn cams
destiny’s child benefits ain’t paying for the car man
she suffers at the lazy hands of one raw man
entire continents in flames just one wrong plan

don’t worry, don’t fret. tommorow we’ll forget
we could rule the world tonight
but tonight i gotta get 333 666 999; ain’t trippin yet
go ahead see the signs i ain’t look behind me yet
you can try relive the past if you don’t have enough regrets
i’d rather make the dash grab the future in a grip
is it odd this ride ends in death? the rest is worth a trip

- jet thuman lyrics

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