Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
Together all the timethought it was true love
I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.
Ill minded imma take aim,
Love turns into pain
Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone
Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn
Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses
We're the same, i aim to separate you from this
If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high
If you do then ima have to aim and fry
I got great aim though, don't insult me
Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby
Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach
Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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