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Chunk Boner pacing back in town

The line run long, drive through wrapped around

I'm flipping tracks like flapjacks on the stove

Blow pack in the black grass, garden gnomes

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I was kicking on the cliff until the cid hit the brain

Kids rolling spliffs, skid marks in the caves

Twigs in the crib, drove the whip with the shade

Rocking tints giving hints that the prince smoking haze

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Feel the shift of the gift, I insist that we flip on the script

Got a wish that I grip in my fist hold my wits at my end

Got no time to pretend

I'm gonna kick flip, thick lips rhyme to the trends

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Boulevard stepping, I'm adding another record

Black from the head to the toe, but the shoes they be checkers

Corduroy jacket with the leather

Cuts in the jeans of the boy with the cheddar

Go getter, more sweater, layers in the fit shield the cold weather

Home wrecker

Goal setter, and I'm hitting the mark

I'm in a tank full of the fish and I swim with the sharks

Sparking the darts

Racking up a faction of carts

I'm blowing stank in a point blank passion remark

Throwing dank to the joined ranks, ration the parts

Chained to the mainframe because I happen to spar