E.K. Bush - Grand ave lyrics

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E.K. Bush - Grand ave lyrics

yo i had this extremity it felt negative externality that dreams may pa**, no trash in eth dump truck but i have that gauge no time to s** but here i rock and roll free to give a f** trying to make it means, the seams of luck that shine and the corrupt dime, no time to sing, but dream with colors, find my lovers of changing the world, finding a better human future not saying that paddle down river water torture but here i go paris run away anf wear my corture that seems thrice the time, and sctach that lice n thyme from the homeless chair, no one caare, capitalism hare jumpin in that profits, damning blood soaked soffits taking the water from people, and stuff your mouth like keebler this is why i must cry and write what i think sigh like the vonnegut, no director cut, this is the dilemma and my mind boils sets the BTUs burning this fella and the socila culture is lost and falling, no one even try to make the solution because execution take some resolution Grimlock will pull out the chalk on the cell block and private guard doesnt care about the shards, no souls in the concrete jungle reduce to retards, no moles to snitch or be a b**h lest burn your eyes with coals Park your car, break the window, shatteed gla** officer dont care, you just stare, the kids laugh in despair because they watch the MTV, no reality, pray in law with grandma, damn, she saw the fierce paw with claw that pulls these kids into poverty, livin solidarity is the deliverance from the judge, such sludge what about the building stone, not crack, talk value that these kids need to embrace, no mace, the menu to order not from the court, or D1 sport, i tell you that today is yours, no scores and no iraqi tours. be free and study, fools that is what's really, not silly, not nelly, not kelly, no puff or white stuff will be the example, pop the cap like snapple hold on to the cliff of hope, strong hands grapple. dont let go, dont let go, dont let go.