Two shades of grey, we got em back to back
After an hour I ask her where the actor's at
Cop out, I'm lying on a simple track
And my woman say:

I got some diesel and I'll fill up somebody's truck
I got some diesel, I'll weasel, then we'll go and f**k
I got the peoples whose Evil Knievel reprisals
Don't stop shit, but they called American Idols
A southern revival
Third Great Awakening
Girls say "Te Amo"

But I no ablo
I open moscato
In hopes that a bottle will swallow the hollows
I'm sleepy
Johnny, he's sleazy
Michael, he's leaky
My jackets are tweedy
My humble entreaty
My mind rolls out weekly
You see me?
You need me?

Last man to hop up at open mics
At lakes we take pics and open mikes
So far, suffice to say
My vice, grass will entice
So we plant like we go to Pike's
Alright
I'm done with the lame stuff
Give me a year and you'll call your own brain dumb

My hubris just lubes this
Path to the penthouse
Eating off the menu, dropping bombs
Are we in Laos
Call Richard Milhous
I mean, he'll give you the deets, whatever

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You know I show up
I roll up
I do all these things
Just to go and then throw up
I'm freestyling
I'm week wildn'
Doing everything that my mom
Wouldn't be proud of

It's the weekend and I'm rocking with my walls boy
My mouth smart so they call me biggie smalls boy
Shotgun la croix
Prefer pellegrino
With my boy Chema's boys I'm the only gringo
Common lingo
I'm in Domingo then Flamingo
Pardon me though
My motions fake
Shout out to Zeno

Chilling in Reno
The chips are down we play casinos
I'll bring the p
Or the d
Call me Frankie Rizzo
What is a kilo
I have to ask
Kind of embarrassed
How did it come to this from making raps about Marist
I guess I'm biased
I'll do my best to stay pious
But if I come around:

Classically classy
I like my girls classically sassy
All of this is just a lie
Get the questions asking
Sun basking
Or bathing
I'm wading in crocodile tears
Cause I turned her down for Sadie
Uh
Tell me, do ya hate me?

Even though I went two years above
Tell me how the man lacks confidence
And only love
They caught me holding one
And they were holding a gun
I told em I'm the only son
They told me boy you better run
Man it's really odd
Like I mean really odd
Anyone who loves me is in love with a facade

Hanging with rascals
I'm wagering with Pascal
So we pass out
I'm with two louts
They saying that it's too loud
But fuck it
We're just here for nothing
Acting 69
But we still twenty something's
Abundance
Of brain
I'm acting all the same
You'll never really know what it is I'm trying to say
Okay?