You drop when the beat drops, and I drip dry and you flip flop, no alcohol just soda pop, and I scream loud and your ears pop, mid coitus she says don't stop, she introduces her toy box, I said no thanks I don't do props, she says handcuffs, I don't do cops, there's a story behind every name, I'm labchaddy in the rap game, verse dedicated for every pain, blood sweat and tears don't equal fame, charity is my domain, you got rhyme insurance I got a claim
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Music--my drug of choice, euphoria in every voice, can't go five seconds without noise, my eardrums are near destroyed, need bass drops to fill the void, in my heart, insert coin,
Spent all my life, Tryna write all the wrongs, through twisted verses and crooked songs, about hate and love, snakes and doves, and how to wash the blood off of my gloves, back in my day, kids pushed and shoved, threw sticks and stones, but it was their words that broke my bones,
I miss the day's we spent, all hungry and lustful for love, I miss your breath's caress, the moment, the push and shove, but it could not be compared to any other random day. Ooh, we fly away, fly away
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