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• Written by Anonymous

Wakin up in the morning
Phone full with these messages
People talkin about this and that
Give me a phone call with that evident
Im hopin out my bed swag
Still fresh as a peppermint
God, I look so good
I can say I woke up like this
Now while im spittin thy mercury to purposely murder thee verbally
I want you to take in what I say and experience misery and future history
I hope you can take the heat while I cook you like rotisserie
And while your tender go get a haircut because your hairline is a mystery
 
Music Break x2 Measures
 
What a nice day it is today
Im like chucky and your the victim wanna play

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