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lirik lagu mr. dingle’s berries – muze sikk

reckon next may you’ll be knowledgeable and then some
a hologram to topple in and follow suit in confidence
this is how we hobbled in
lots of botched deposits
situated in accomplishments
yeah i’m such astonishing
tie my lack together with your fusion brain calodipins
drop me off the top and spit to mark the spot you lost me in
adventures always bogus lacking comical corroded lens
lock and load the gossip stock the popular personage pins
this where i ask if your supposed to know i’m caught up in
a bottomless impoverished pit of ambitious goddard grit
gotta rob the robins nest
with two glocks in my armament
that’s two shocks to the guard of men
and strewn socks on the carpeting

your capsize lately is looking a little due
that’s little boy blue in the hay hitting snooze
crack the bottle open and rescind the finches food
this is where the benches grew providing lazy eyes and draped personage views
this is where you pay homage to cautious cues
this where the muze proceeds to brag to those who thought i knew
nothing bout nothing cept for nothing when i started to
hurriedly pursue that which impedes the growth of all of you
at some point your choices came back to swallow you
at some point the meteoric metaphors suffused
is anybody listening ?
is everyone confused ?
does anybody care bout anybody on the news ?

n0body consumes the tube
in 15 we’ll all have goggles
like what up i’ve been embarking with business in photography
that’s another metaphor
a snapshot of my moments
lil wayne spit benders
most similes to stonehenge
lay it brick by brick so that they toil in the foliage
every style mastered mixed and fastened to the m-sses
i’m staying with my sh-t like a chicken in a pen
i’m bridging every aspect of what const-tutes a blend
ain’t n0body care who you are or what you did
just give it one more shot of adrenaline for the kids
i don’t have to make history
but it’s better for image
power manifests into the crib whips and chicks
bottle filled to brim
watch it for the tip
the beatles played a thousand shows before they made it big
‘ye composed at least a thousand beats before he met with jig
and every day a billion people don’t do f-cking sh-t

i’m in over my head and i’m obviously read
like a science fiction book
your benediction is your dread
bite the hand that feeds to watch it bleed and watch it watch the same mistake that made that common sense
saliva like papyrus writs
you are what you eat
and i ate a lot of sh-t
every day i bust my -ss like a p-rn star when she spits
she wants a cookie for imaginative keys
deluged and bent
the entirety of your artistry is hardly worth a cent

your all f-cked

- muze sikk

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