I övrigt vill jag göra en NCF och klargöra hur mycket jag älskar mina vänner, tack som fan för alla er som fortfarande står på min sida nu såhär i mitt livs värsta jävla år, ni är bäst och jag älskar er.
//P.I.G.
A damn fly looker, I got hooked like a sucker!
"Sorry fellas, my mind's to weak, I might suffer!"
I stuck to you and high, but not on herb
You hardcore citykitten, I was raised in the burbs
Laced you in pearls, had money, whenever to funny with,
Still I was on that "Pleas honey"-shit!
You won't admit it, I quit it, it's my loss, of course
You're the boss, I get tossed, I'm all yours...
All yours that was my game
But everything's changed, nothing's the same
All yours was my middle name
But I want you to know that my pain remains
All yours that was my game
But everything's changed, nothing's the same
All yours was my middle name
But not any more cause your game is just to lame
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