Deca feat. King Foe pretty things feat king foe

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Well ok (well ok)
Well alright (well alright)
I throw it all away for just a little party tonight
And I know, how it goes
When you see, me with hoes
I'm just another sterotype, but that's life
Well ok (well ok)
Well alright (well alright)
I throw it all away for momentary solice tonight
And I know, how it goes
I get high, I get low
I slip up and spiral out of control, but that's life
Lookin' for profit ...(?)
So pretty girls be impossibly gettin' me cop a feel (?)
No deal no cash
Just a bowl and some hash
But you can't get it cause this shit got a...
I told you I was broke
So smoking weed ... in the pussy pink
You wanna party?
Is the first thing that I speak
The homies up the block he's hanging out with molly
And he'll probably us up with ...
It doesn't hurt to ask
Snort lines from your ass
A little round the rosie my version of a blast
Sportscast just a dollar that we rolled up
I need that back, that little hoodrat will show us
You just ain't the right one
Sorry, that I had to break it
But I figured that you could probably take it
Well ok (well ok)
Well alright (well alright)
I throw it all away for just a little party tonight
And I know, how it goes
When you see, me with hoes
I'm just another sterotype, but that's life
Well ok (well ok)
Well alright (well alright)
I throw it all away for momentary solice tonight
And I know, how it goes
I get high, I get low
I slip up and spiral out of control, but that's life
... the knife, fresh to death, scythe
In my next life, I'll shake nightmares from my mind
like head lice
Dream pretty things stuffed pillows with angel feathers
The heavens will rejoice
We'll sing in the rain forever
Just you and I cutie pie
Never leave my side, never leave my side
Together beneath the sky
We're collective demons high
Every mans' galaxy, every woman's mother earth
I'm her favorite meditative native made of blood and dirt
A feins slow suicide, a beautful dream
Another world of terrifying
And beautiful things
Foolish pride, new births, reawakenings
Aborted brain childrens' screams
Day to day routines
While I write, my loves' lying on the couch sleepin'
Communicates a deep assentiments without speaking
Tell me everything will fall into place
Tell me that the human race hasn't fallen from grace
Well ok (well ok)
Well alright (well alright)
I throw it all away for just a little party tonight
And I know, how it goes
When you see, me with hoes
I'm just another sterotype, but that's life
Well ok (well ok)
Well alright (well alright)
I throw it all away for momentary solice tonight
And I know, how it goes
I get high, I get low
I slip up and spiral out of control, but that's life

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