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letra de chapter 14: dylan taylor on the toilet - dadbodd

got a nose for ebola bombs, deviate my septum, look at them divide the nasal, k! i’m rambling
k! i’m everywhere i’m moving on k!, roll a ten, (sniff) gone, now say again k!, i forget
i’ve been anointed, disjointed a soiree nose can enjoy in. i’m void of all disappointment, the boys in awe of this joint hit. the morning i’ve been avoidin’ to know that malik is watching now mirror me i’m dirty clean, f-ck

same, everyday
then the morning comes, then the mourning comes
same, everyday
there, the morning c-m, there’s some more to come

…on the line for a second round, bank account froze like my bag is out rockin a p-ss in 40 below
dash, dash, bump, dash morse code, ponder a line for a muse and its stallin’ more powder to me. i’m over flowin’ under floatin’ looks like we’re rowing’ k, hockin’ the rooms ’ k, bankrupt a brewin; mortgage be more than the view is
so solemn i do it, no problem i do it, more problem i do it, call it a wash when i lose it
(all up my, all up my, all up my)

hit the atm, milk the atm, rape the atm, bleed the atm

all of my power or my mistake, you look like someone to keep it a secret for how long? till you thought you could handle me? the thing about a heart is that it stops
you sign a bump on a line, to get half of me (all of my, all of my, all of my, all of my)
the thing about a heart is that it stops

hit the atm, milk the atm, rape the atm, bleed the atm x2
same, everyday
then the morning comes then the mourning comes

all of my, all of my, all up my, all of my moves, all of my power, my reverie or my mistake. you look like someone to keep it a secret, you look like someone to keep it a secret till the morning comes
same, everyday
there, the morning c-m, there’s some more to come

- dadbodd

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