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the garden - stylish spit lyrics

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swing swing swing yourself, spit like a scorpion
get the nearest chump wet, feed him to your poison
swing swing swing yourself, spit like a scorpion
get the nearest chump wet, feed him to your poison
swing swing swing yourself
spit like a scorpion
get the nearest chump wet
feed him to your poison

you wanna take my word
i don’t have any words to give ya
i can’t paint you a pretty picture
yer either walking in the gutters or they’re coming to getcha
but life can be so sweet
it can take you on a road to the highest peak
no direction, no destination
just buy yourself a ticket to the nearest station

swing swing swing yourself, spit like a scorpion
get the nearest chump wet, feed him to your poison
swing swing swing yourself, spit like a scorpion
get the nearest chump wet, feed him to your poison
swing swing swing yourself
spit like a scorpion
get the nearest chump wet
feed him to your poison

minding my own business every single month
head down, walking quick the f-cks he running from?
politician smiling hard standing by a cop
hammers h-tting hard when the h-ll’s he gonna drop
sometimes it feels like i’m looking around for something white
in a bottle of milk middle of the night
pitch black semi truck stuck on moving back
words, navigation when i’m loosing

in the long run i can only listen
i’ve been granted with the end of the rainbow
so to speak about troubles that i’ve never really had seems bleak
so i think about today every single week
putting on shoes of a different size
can make you wake up so you realize
that your current situation seems pretty ideal
my current situation has m-ss appeal

hoping for the moment cause the future’s on fire
’til you put it out you won’t see nothing but the flames getting higher
flames getting higher

- the garden lyrics

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