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Perry Maysun
Perry Maysun
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Perry Maysun
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Don't worry no hurry slow down, tell me where the fuck you got to be right now Talking like you hate me told you, "pipe the fuck down" Cause you mad, you mad cause I'm right Right that we only got a hundred in this life But I'm gon' spend my time on fuckin' stupid shit tonight Yeah, protect your heart at all costs though I know a couple motherfuckers that didn't and then they lost em' Walking through the desolate, city tryna' find they soul now You don't even know how, everything could go south Faster than some milk up in the sun Bitch pick your heart up (I can't, it weighs a ton) Then we should take our guns and raise 'em to the sky Cock back and show 'em how we really feel inside Hold on if we only got a hundred in this life Maybe we should realize that and do it right No I'm gonna walk to the liquor store and get myself a drink Then get slippy 'round the city like a fucking ice rink The world is my oyster, but I don't even fucking like seafood I'm gon' walk around until see blue Skies it's time to go inside The night has been my disguise The day is just my demise Done went and fell in love with the night, that's why this mind is never bright Maybe the man with no face was right The Man With No Face, the man with no, man with no face, The man with no, man with no face But maybe he was right The man with no face The man with no, man with no, man with no, face But maybe he was right The man with no, man with no face The man with no, man with no face But maybe he was right Wrong, right, wrong, right Maybe the man with no face was right
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