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KISS MY RING
01:57
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No second guessin’
Ain’t got the time
I’m in my own lane
I passed you by
Can’t be distracted
Can’t bitch and whine
I’m on my own trip
What’s mine is mine
Oooo I’m a king
Oooo Kiss my ring
I saw ya laughin’
In ‘96
Don’t get my fashion?
I’m over it
I saw ya later
In 2010
You served my table
And all my friends
Oooo I’m a king
Oooo Kiss my ring
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ADOLESCENT FANTASY
02:13
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I saw her hangin’ on the avenue scene
Dancin’ on tables in them Mexican beads
Mini skirt lookin’ down on me
I sipped my soda and I slid in a seat
She had a friend but I wasn’t concerned
Ain’t nothin’ free in this whole damn world
I got no problem workin’ hard for some fun
Somethin’ inside told me she was the one
She was uh
Adolescent Fantasy Oh-oh-oh
She was uh
Guaranteed Catastrophe Oh-oh-oh
Later on I caught her out at the club
Makin’ eyes with some typical thug
I didn’t worry, I don’t make a fuss
I played it cool, it’s just what I does
She didn’t know it then but she would be mine
Yeah it was just a matter of time
Funny how it all can change in a night
I sipped my soda and I felt alright
She was uh
Adolescent Fantasy Oh-oh-oh
She was uh
Guaranteed Catastrophe Oh-oh-oh
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LOW LIFE CREEP
01:19
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So depraved
So ashamed
I’m a low life creep
In a public place
I can’t stop
I can’t wait
I go outta control
When I see your face
So low… So low
Down in the gutter where the sun don’t show
I’m sick… Deranged
And if they ever catch me they’ll put me away
Her skirt flipped
In the wind
It ain’t my fault
I’m born to sin
Got no taste
Can’t behave
I’m a low life creep
In a public place
So low… So low
Down in the gutter where the sun don’t show
I’m sick… Deranged
And if they ever catch me they’ll put me away
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I LOVE MYSELF
00:44
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I love myself
I love myself
I love myself I do
I love myself
I love myself
I love me through and through
I love myself
I love myself
I’ll say it ‘til I’m blue
I love myself
I love myself
I love myself
Do you?
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EVERYTHING IS CRUMBLING
01:46
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My mind
Is fried
My hands
Are tied
My hair
Won’t grow
My heart
Is broke
Everything is crumbling
Everything is crumbling
Everything is crumbling
Everything is crumbling
My song’s
Been sung
My show’s
Been done
My smile
Is cracked
My jokes
Are sad
Everything is crumbling
Everything is crumbling
Everything is crumbling
Everything is crumbling
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6. |
WHISKEY & JELLYBEANS
01:50
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Whiskey and jellybeans… Goodbye to all my teeth
Nothin’ ta see but gums… Not kissin’ anyone
I don’t have a dental plan… I don’t have twenty grand
My look is so for real… Milkshake for every meal
They were white… then yellow
Then loose… then fell out
Killer smile
Killer smile
You can’t get to me I got endless style
(2x)
Whiskey and jellybeans… Diet of champeens
Can’t get a leading role… Maybe some radio
They were white… then yellow
Then loose… then fell out
Killer smile
Killer smile
You can’t get to me I got endless style
(2x)
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