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BLK HAT
04:08
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Yo, that's my bad
I'm bad
I'm the man who wants what he has
I'm the man who wants what she has
I complain, 'I need more'
I complain, 'I need more'
I was born to play the lead part
I was born to play a sweetheart
I complain, 'I need more'
I maintain I need more
I'm supposed to want, want what I can't have
And I want you
I need you
I want you
I need you to leave us alone
Stole your private information
Detailing the strife that you done
I consider the need to steal hearts a crime of passion that never leaves marks
Gotta stay on your mark, don't leave your station
I cant help but scheme until I get what I want 'cause
I'm supposed to want, want what I can't have
And I want you
I need you
I want you
I need you
I want you
I'm the man who wants what he has
I'm the man who wants what she has
I'm the man who wants what they had
On the mend but, oh, I need it bad
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ON READ
03:47
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Keep talking, keep on talking
Leave us falling, fawning over your words
Keep talking, please keep talking
You seem honest, profits aren't what you earn
No, you saved my life for free
Years on they keep on talking
Hearing constant nonsense spouted by jerks saying
She lost it, seems she's toxic
Wheezing, coughing, tossing, turning, the works
On read and left to see
If she remembers loving me
Well, a guy can dream on
On read and left to see
If she remembers loving me
Well, a guy can dream on
On read and left to see
If she remembers loving me
Well, a guy can dream
Yes, he can
Dream on
Can't be found
She can't be found
Can't be found
She cant be found now
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3. |
BABY BOP
02:00
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When a baby's born it's life is game and home becomes the hunter
Mama takes the edge off, she's right on time to rubberize the corners
From a fuckhole to a foxhole
Babies come wiggle out
O You I planned
Learning as I go, go, go
She's burning up and mommy's straight up out cold
Heaven hath no fury like a
Baby, I can't figure out
O You I planned
Baby-proofed like a mental ward
The toilet seat is locked and I really got, got to go
How did I grow up unfortified, I should've died so long ago
Retina-scan, finger-printed, color-coded
Shaming, I shit myself
Babies, still can't fucking figure out
Babies, don't kid yourself
O You I planned
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I'M WEAK!
02:37
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Have you no shame
Claim you paid your dues as you laugh
Dumb yet so vain
Blame-proof and immune to true facts
When I say I come in peace
Try to show you empathy
I get no reply
I want it one way
But I was just too young to realize
It's the other way
Now I'm just too numb to revise
Such a waste of energy
Well, I tried
Just when I think that I have figured out this life
Time tells it like it is, just feel it twist the knife
Found out the joke was on me and now I can hardly speak
Don't believe me
Yea, Im weak
Now you say
There's no safe space
When free speech is under attack
Government gains
Rent-seeking and plunder through tax
LOL, let's troll for liberty
I have rights
Just when I think that I have figured out this life
Time tells it like it is, just feel it twist the knife
Can't take you seriously now
Yea, you're mad funny
Who, me
Bruh, Im weak
Y'all make me weak
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MODEL BEHAVIOR
02:17
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You start the wave to keep from crashing
Going with the flow and keeping current ain't a thing
Everything is art
You are, you are, you are
You are, and you
You can operate on any system, it's true
Fully automatic when you work it, yeah you do
Everything is art
You are, you are, you are
You are, yeah you are art
That smooth and enterprising constitution you imbue
You're the merchandise, the goods you're pushing is you
Everything is art
You are, you are, you are
You are and with
Model behavior you can help them win
Now what makes you think that you can do it
Well, hello
Everything is art
You are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are
You are
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