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Im feeling a bit kinda of slightly silly
So im gona try to rhyme lke it's no big dealy.
Im from the black side of town, but I gets around.
My white accent makes me look like I wear a crown.
Self significance I try not to esteem, but I feel
think Im mean.
So i say forget them and forget u too.
Im a rock song, and ur jus a sing along.
Im the anthem and ur the chorus.
Ur Beuler, and Im Ferris. Gte out my face cause I could care less if uer in my space.
I came to bring u relevance. YOu can exist but ur jus my frame of reference.
Im the object; subject of attention.
I'll give u some shine whenu get out detention.
I go from rhymes to happiness to sad, to why is these fake Mo'fo's gettin mad??
You thought i was gon slip well ya dead wrong.
Im mad smart nd u shoulda been listenin B4 i wrote this song.
Now Im deciding to show it, & when I blow up, Youre gonna know it.
Im rubbit in ur face and ssmear grape juice on ur place. Play with ur feet then get scissors and cut the naps from ur neck.
So im gona try to rhyme lke it's no big dealy.
Im from the black side of town, but I gets around.
My white accent makes me look like I wear a crown.
Self significance I try not to esteem, but I feel
think Im mean.
So i say forget them and forget u too.
Im a rock song, and ur jus a sing along.
Im the anthem and ur the chorus.
Ur Beuler, and Im Ferris. Gte out my face cause I could care less if uer in my space.
I came to bring u relevance. YOu can exist but ur jus my frame of reference.
Im the object; subject of attention.
I'll give u some shine whenu get out detention.
I go from rhymes to happiness to sad, to why is these fake Mo'fo's gettin mad??
You thought i was gon slip well ya dead wrong.
Im mad smart nd u shoulda been listenin B4 i wrote this song.
Now Im deciding to show it, & when I blow up, Youre gonna know it.
Im rubbit in ur face and ssmear grape juice on ur place. Play with ur feet then get scissors and cut the naps from ur neck.
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