Two shades of grey, we got em back to back

After an hour I ask her where the actor's at

Cop out, I'm lying on a simple track

And my woman say:

I got some diesel and I'll fill up somebody's truck

I got some diesel, I'll weasel, then we'll go and f**k

I got the peoples whose Evil Knievel reprisals

Don't stop shit, but they called American Idols

A southern revival

Third Great Awakening

Girls say "Te Amo"

But I no ablo

I open moscato

In hopes that a bottle will swallow the hollows

I'm sleepy

Johnny, he's sleazy

Michael, he's leaky

My jackets are tweedy

My humble entreaty

My mind rolls out weekly

You see me?

You need me?

Last man to hop up at open mics

At lakes we take pics and open mikes

So far, suffice to say

My vice, grass will entice

So we plant like we go to Pike's

Alright

I'm done with the lame stuff

Give me a year and you'll call your own brain dumb

My hubris just lubes this

Path to the penthouse

Eating off the menu, dropping bombs

Are we in Laos

Call Richard Milhous

I mean, he'll give you the deets, whatever

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You know I show up

I roll up

I do all these things

Just to go and then throw up

I'm freestyling

I'm week wildn'

Doing everything that my mom

Wouldn't be proud of

It's the weekend and I'm rocking with my walls boy

My mouth smart so they call me biggie smalls boy

Shotgun la croix

Prefer pellegrino

With my boy Chema's boys I'm the only gringo

Common lingo

I'm in Domingo then Flamingo

Pardon me though

My motions fake

Shout out to Zeno

Chilling in Reno

The chips are down we play casinos

I'll bring the p

Or the d

Call me Frankie Rizzo

What is a kilo

I have to ask

Kind of embarrassed

How did it come to this from making raps about Marist

I guess I'm biased

I'll do my best to stay pious

But if I come around:

Classically classy

I like my girls classically sassy

All of this is just a lie

Get the questions asking

Sun basking

Or bathing

I'm wading in crocodile tears

Cause I turned her down for Sadie

Uh

Tell me, do ya hate me?

Even though I went two years above

Tell me how the man lacks confidence

And only love

They caught me holding one

And they were holding a gun

I told em I'm the only son

They told me boy you better run

Man it's really odd

Like I mean really odd

Anyone who loves me is in love with a facade

Hanging with rascals

I'm wagering with Pascal

So we pass out

I'm with two louts

They saying that it's too loud

But fuck it

We're just here for nothing

Acting 69

But we still twenty something's

Abundance

Of brain

I'm acting all the same

You'll never really know what it is I'm trying to say

Okay?