poorsville houston got me in a shoebox fearing knocks on my locks got me loosed on the flocks of douchebags and chumps makin a living on the docks showboating i mean they might as well be sailing drowning in failings thinking they be floating trying in spades to crowds casting shade do they got it made just cause slayas be doting lettin them play lettin them stay and keep coming back to ply their charade but im the one on the board i make sure noise is made you heard me right i said noise play on dumb little boys get back in moms garage a pretend training montage straining the notes learned by rote never wrote it shows in those boats like i mentioned before you wore the duds of a dick and call it couture pick your battles they warn me but im feelin stormy stage the size of my shoebox got me feelin ornery do i wanna be up there where the spotlight shines on me i dont think i could bear walking here when i know what i seen i know where you been and i know where youre going cause your jams dont be flowing and your rhymes are obscene im famed where it counts i can blame the discount might not be at a premium but my face be paramount in space paradox in my little shoebox in poorsville houston with noose on hang me out on the rocks for the peoples right to fame in the place where no one knows my name #rhymes
everytime i see you you're always on some shit
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