LVLC - internude
Tell a story baby
I wasn't chosen
I chose this
Life isn't mine
If I ain't wrote this
Right isn't right if it's stolen
Riding my bike
To the store with
Four cents short of a notice
Poaching for coke sniffs
Engorged with a lore
For the hopeless
Poor sinner forking
For pork rinds
Adorned with a robe
Made of broke twigs
I am the white lamb
Thorned crown and holy
Browner than you know me
Each night
As you sleep
I destroy the world
Yup
Written by:
Arlington Faauaa
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