Samuel Vincent - Notradamn

Uh
Feeling fine
Grab the mits it's a hot one
You make me laugh, Mitzi rest in peace we got one
A hot bun never had enough to get the dog
She married a Carpenter, got lost in The Fog
The bear Bogg keeps forgetting about the kids, I kid
There's no honor in keeping a lid, just flip it
Going off script, don't give a shit, Brando
Knock the locks off and tell him where the hand go
Cheese falling out the pockets don't tell Silvio
It was like 10 years ago, do I really owe
A new suit and an Outlook, check the calendar
Walk into the condo, smells of rich lavender
Or is it mahogany
Mr. Burgundy sticking out like he got his pants at the wrong store
Oh excuse me, talking to me? You lost, or
Came up with some weird shit like horrorcore
Don't know, probably my eighth brew
Fantasizing about probably my eighth screw
Pound it in we know the nail is frail
I'm too young to head off to jail
Dump the egg in the pail
The sand castle rises, let my rhymes entice then
Yeah, he's doing just fine, friend
Despite what you may believe, unattainable dream achieved
Bela just looking for a Black Cat to bleed
A new breed of gentlemen that's wicked
Everybody too preoccupied sending dick pic
That's some sick shit
Must be my birthday cuz I'm gifted
Samuel Vincent

Written by:
Sam Bukofsky

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