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letra de welcome home son - the jet age of tomorrow

[casey veggies: verse 1]
ridin round town same old seven stilo
n-gga couldn’t change you could blame it on my ego
yungun started grinding man i did it on the d-low
came back shining with that 4th quarter free throw
game time n-gga even if get the rebound
hoes tryna figure where i be now
but that love sh-t ain’t somethin i don’t see now
lost, still profound, and every day it go down
my n-ggas got a name now
these other n-ggas lame now
so i do my thang just to bring them haters pain now
n-gga matt martians told the boy to write a verse
came in k!llin ain’t even need to rehe-rs-
swear i take it down and i make that girl disperse
and i ain’t just k!ll it man i put it in a he-rs-, i’m back home

[tyler, the creator: verse 2]
suck it up, c-ck it up
time is when the clock is up
cause you don’t have to talk for us to chop it up (chop it up?)
freezer burn, erection when i see you squirm
for me not to get inside your face i’m the newest dermatologist
blood on my shirt no one acknowledged it
from teenage babes leaving dates i got to followin
swallow it, clean it off, polish it
axe you up in the back of my shack, f-ck some hollow tips
throw you in my deep creek of self-esteem on some shallow sh-t
the kids used to tease now i’m hiding in the leaves of the trees where the school where their teen daughter attend
i grab them by the pelgro throw them in the p-ssenger
to balance up the color of my van it matches egg yolk
my only f-cking way to calm down, the view of dead folk
“this movie f-ckin sucks”
because the pay per view is dead ho now shut the f-ck up and work magic with esophagus

- the jet age of tomorrow

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