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letra de catipillar effect - yvng barack

2 paragraph apology for williams
sorry for not doing the do nows 5/12 i don’t know why i wasn’t able to. i think it was because i was in iss but then again that’s my own fault. the end of the year is approaching though and some people like me really are trying to make sure they’ll p-ss (even though you’ll be like “if you were trying to p-ss you would’ve done the work” which is true). if you would be so kind to as accept my apology and put in my grade that’d be dope
i see now why you pushed us to turn in work. sorry for disobeying a really simple task because of my laziness. i should try to put in effort to become more self-motivated and start doing my work. i have no intention not to turn in work now though and try. considering the end is approaching though i just hope my efforts regardless of the days are still respected and seen

thanks – the bar god himself
cristian
rumorz beat
– aye, f-ck your life, body sitting up in a nice he-rs-, i heard, i was teamin up wit diverse, i blacked out and od from 5 perks, with the pen im’a spittin image of michael myers

stopping me, you’ll need a swat team, fire fighters, a bomb scheme and make me drink gasoline while im on fire

who wants to die first, slit ya gut – rippin the ribs wider, talking to my self like lizzie mcguire

i like the bodies – feeding off em, eat his legs if i see him mocking, you’ll never see him walking again, like stephen hawking

– ayo, for mizster this is like playing soccer with no arms or feet

but for me, i just get to k!ll some raunchy teen, in a slaughter scene

don’t squab with me, get dropped with ease, right hand will rob the kid think foster theif

left hand like promethazine cause you’ll be able to watch him lean, i also saw where you shopped my g

usually i would rob your jeans but nah cause you cop all your t’s at the dollar tree

– miszters so broke he has to dry his toilet paper out to use it again – that’s rough

and you ain’t street, you don’t pack guns, or blast slugs, you give mia back rubs, and get b-tt raped by black thugs

you’ve never p-ssed blunts, or had to sell mad drugs, you bump daft punk and have -n-l beads and -ss plugs

i remember once he was try’na act thug, almost threw me in a mud puddle but he was like “wait that’s my bath tub”

- yvng barack

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