walked around the block about a thousand times
busting out the raps and all my funky g rhymes
english speaking --(censored by request)--- just get in my way
hey mr. rogers what do you say?
oh nothing can stop me now
i'm feeling so down
looking out the window don't know what i see
everything looks different now but maybe it's me
i see a bunch of faces that just tear me apart
it's kind of like the feeling when i shop at |< - mart
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