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Dancing with no shoes on
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- I’m a manic time bomb
- Dancing with no shoes on
- glancing at the moon son
- falling of the roof, drunk
- about 100 proof, uhh
- with nothing to prove, gun
- tucked under my waste band
- my mind is a wasteland
- but I’ve got a great tan
- feeling like a cave man
- so hot that you’ll need raybans
- got threwn inside a rape van
- they fed me a crepe, damn
- love this beat but hate jam
- do you wanna date, drag
- racing on a lake, fam
- fell into the wake, lamb
- of god and fate, went
- to heaven on a beat, damn
- I’m a manic time bomb
- Dancing with no shoes on
- glancing at the moon son
- falling of the roof, drunk.
- Listen to the words, hun
- I think I've got a curse, one
- time I calmed my nerves, by
- whistling in reverse, fun
- to be had by all, its
- the reason I write, this
- please show me your tight, tits
- remember this night, kid
- parents used to fight, mess
- was made of my mind, sess
- blown daily after five, lets
- fucking drink and drive, best
- friends are you and I, yes
- and were do or die, dude
- is she really BI?, guess
- I should do a guy, to
- impress this fine, Di
- Ana you and I, found
- each other online, and
- now were a fuming light,
- brighter than the daylight
- I could do this evrynight,
- God your beauties hella bright
- Your far from vanilla, sight
- doubles when I see you....
- I'd show you my penis too.
- FUCKKKK Chris just be smooth
- Just show her the real you.
- I’m a manic time bomb
- Dancing with no shoes on
- glancing at the moon son
- falling of the roof,
- girl this night is ours, and
- we will act like Tarzan
- hijacking parked cars, and
- outrunning the law, can
- you tell me you love, me
- that is all I want, gee
- I don’t wanna front
- but I don’t get that enough
- hey let’s take a puff
- and just stare at the sun
- breath the air and love
- breed with care and doves
- fly above our heads
- let’s paint the whole town red
- dancing with no shoes on
- prance around the room, hun
- it’s just you and me
- this is destiny.
- i’m numb I’m dumb I swallow gum
- I stick crayons up my nose for fun
- they melt on my face in the sun.
- This isn’t fun I’m sick in the head
- ,I stick to my guns when I’m going to bed.
- Gotta 9 under my pillow, I shoot sheep
- and it breaks windows.
- I fuck bimbos, pluck flamingos
- ,create widows. ride limos, hide sorrow
- ,I’ll try this happiness thing tomorrow.
- I have tats on my torso, a gat and a crossbow
- ,I’m fat from risotto and this verse is short. fuck you.
- I’m a ticking time bomb
- Dancing with no shoes on
- glancing at the moon son
- falling of the roof, dumb.
- I’m sad I’m a sadist I hate this I’m cashed
- ,still haven’t made it to making the cash.
- Masochistic statistics my cars gonna crash,
- evangelistic mystics quick to pick at my stash.
- is anything real anymore?
- 15 filters on a girl that is 4.
- I’m sick of it. I’m sick of it.
- I hit the bricks and harden
- because it’s the only shit that’s
- starting to make me feel like I can sharpen
- 40 years I’ve been shit starten.
- I blow like a hooker
- on blow with your mother
- your brother your cousin
- your uncle and father
- a tad mad a tad sad
- I tap dance on the rag man
- like Batman I’m robin
- this gat man is throbbin
- I’m fly like a robin
- grab in my Johnson
- in Compton with God and the rotten
- forgotten gnomes in my garden
- I smoke a carton
- ev ery day
- I eat playdoh and play
- with my junk on display
- I’m a ticking time bomb
- Dancing with no shoes on
- glancing at the moon son
- falling of the roof, dumb.
- This verse is a curse to
- be dispersed and reversed
- for it to work and I’ll smirk
- when it does I’m beating
- the buzz off a bumble bees fuzz
- and under each nuts such
- thundering suds stuttering floods
- and wondering what is the point
- to what I say my hair started black
- and now it’s grey time speeding
- up if I could I’d uppercut an hour
- glass and make it crack
- Cruising the wrong way
- It’s been a long day
- I’m on some bomb yay
- Face feeling like Ben gay
- I can’t feel a fucking thing
- I can’t shout and I can’t sing
- I’m a ticking time bomb
- Dancing with no shoes on
- glancing at the moon son
- falling of the roof, dumb.
- I speak for myself my cheeks gonna tell
- my beaks gonna yell I’m streaking through
- hell freaking and sneaking and trying not to
- melt while I’m frying I smell like I’m dying
- I fell in Hawaii and well I ran out of rhymes
- I’m tan now at times I commit random crimes
- I’m a vandal for life.
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