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the goofy gang - first words lyrics

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[verse 1: osum]
out here is a riot of tough times
papa fired from job, so now it’s my priority to grind
working hard, working underpaid like crazy, only making nine

making just enough, scr+ping by with food and trains
fought from being in it crude for fame
rat n’ race, carve us a new day
sacrificing hiding shame to brighten up bae

massive resurrection is the mark of the play date
play cautious, concealing my fate
triple ks make me do rumbling and farting

[verse 1: syn suitcase]
the yapping, spitting wreaths i can’t yawk
they clatter with their t++th
you know, it’s a problem when you and your daddy only speaking
cause your friend to wield the sh+t that in chiefing

and almost outright gone of teens
but sh+tty whеn your mental is still so f+cking weak

walking in the room, reeking of documеnts you’re seeking
keeping the peaceing, hay+hay
your ticket’s gonna cause you to be booked in the precinct someday
sh+t gonna end up blood dripp n’ leaking
flood bit freaking with the monsters
smash, smash, hit it
back away, i think i’m tweaking
funny birth ways

mama only yapped after seven days
celebrate master’s death day peeing



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