Monday, June 22, 2009

Everyday

Every time,
everyday,
gotta stay on mine,
gotta make it my way,
chillin in the bay all day,
you can find may,
at the op-co,
with a homie named drew,
this is how we do,
this is how we'll die,
eatin late night Vorizo's you compile? 
but if we pass out at the beach,
dont tell us what to do you aint teach,
need food man pass me that peach,
fuck my shirt rolled onto bleach,
but thats ok in a couple days,
you'll all be high off blaze,
and I'll sit there and laugh like i'm daze,
I aint fazed,
oh wait i am,
god dam,
yo graham,
did i pass the exam?
I guess not,
yo scott,
I forgot,
is the cove still open? there food to be bought,
fuck that i see a cot,
oh wait its on a yacht,
dont get caught,

If i called you,
you would do anything i do,
shut your face you fuckin piece a poo,
see this tatoo,
its enough to subdue,
you,
to do,
anything i want just remember the sky aint blue,
girl i dont want you,
go die in that shoe,
i aint lie girl this is true,
i'm done,
you through,

back when lil biggins was just joss,
this is how we'd make the party start, make em cross,
get them so drunk till they couldn't make the room across,
till they would toss,
up their whole stomach on the ground,
probably through up a pound,
hatin the next day like you hate every sound,
now its back to work,
as a jerk,
everybody hates on their way to work,
thats life as a clerk,
its ok smoke a pound and go berserk,
haha welcome to the life you fuckin perk,


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