Like silk hats on a corny pile of ****
Kid tryna spit like he had em's kid
Oh no! I get it now, MC Haley on the mic
Be a good tyke and while I smoke this blunt go ride your trike
Keep steppin to me you're bound to hit a trap door
In the trap house, get stabbed dark blood all on your blouse
I only **** with bad bitches like black widows and rabid labs
I'll even stitch you up edge of death to watch you bleed again
Yeah you really got me backin up, lookin like Raggedy Ann
If you look within, I bet you'll still find my hand
Remember who re stuffed you, you can still get unraveled
You're tryin way too hard man, just take some time off and travel
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Originally Posted by WhateverDude
Laser beams, psychedelic hats, and for some reason kittens. Surrel reminds me of kittens.
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^if you wanna know perfection that's it, you dumb shits
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