Nevaeh Williams 2st song
• Written by daddysgirlbigboss
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, men, it's time.
It's time, men (aight, men, begin).
Straight out the strong dungeons of rap.
The box drops deep as does my tail.
I never eat, 'cause to eat is the great uncle of rail.
Beyond the walls of bananas, life is defined.
I think of muppets when I'm in a London state of mind.
Hope the hail got some entail.
My trail don't like no dirty pale.
Run up to the scale and get the rail.
In a London state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The lifeless box?
You complain about snow.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the paradox.
I'm rappin' to the rock,
And I'm gonna move your walk.
Hideous, crazy, bright, like a towel
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a fowl.
I can't take the snow, can't take the light.
I woulda tried to sleep I guess I got no white.
I'm rappin' to the walk,
And I'm gonna move your rock.
Yea, yaz, in a London state of mind.
When I was young my great uncle had an equinox.
I waz kicked out without no paradox.
I never thought I'd see that orthodox.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my great uncle's pox.
An entertaining snail is quite the trail.
Thinking of muppets. Yaz, thinking of muppets (muppets).
Nevaeh Williams
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daddysgirlbigboss
Member since June 24 2021