Kendall Elijah the wild

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At times I inhale trees to see from the Canapé, brah
Before your third grew my livelihood
Understood, present tence, understand
My universe is out my hands
I've been kicked where it feels funny
Been running, been dick, no cumming/comming
Felt shit, bad plummit
I heard the devil beats his wife when it rains, when it's sunny
And pyramid-eye has the reign over country
And something in the way she moves
With the fanny fad is the singer and blue sway shoes
She's the reason, the pendulum swings my mood
Have me haning like the 'stach on Fu Manchu
And the truth is, Jack
She couldn't give to shats
Emergency, Emergency, the knive wounds are back!
Like the O.J. track, my soft drink's gone flat
So bartender... Handle that!
I'm in a city where the lions, tiger, bears will ever, ever cry
Wondering if the deamons in me truly ever, ever die
But something tells me to keep my chin always pointed to the sky
And never ask 'why?'...
Let's see: I never hit a nedle
Smoking strawberry fills, jamming with The Beatles
I identify with soda bottle - always been the leader/litre
My self-esteem - shit can be measure in centimeters
Eat a apple a day, to keep the doctor at bay
But whats prescribed for hypocrisy I see in the democracy?
Our generation bothers me
We'd rather pop the E than see the worlds offering
You see the shit that sells?
I bet your stag relationships done sell/sail
Every dog has it's day, so do your year in jail
Look fly like an eagle, when you see them shells
Escargot, the speed we go to exhale
Pardon my preaching, I had one to many
Coper for my thoughts, so here is my two pennys
Anybody seen a pay phone?
Tell my momma city life was my downfall...
I'm in a city where the lions, tiger, bears will ever, ever cry
Wondering if the deamons in me truly ever, ever die
But something tells me to keep my chin always pointed to the sky
And never ask 'why?'...
Still in the city where the lions, tiger, bears will ever, ever cry
Wondering if the deamons in me truly ever, ever die
But something tells me to keep my chin always pointed to the sky
And never ask 'why?'...

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