Son The Rhemic - POR FAVOR lyrics

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Son The Rhemic - POR FAVOR lyrics

Im not Pretty With Out YOu The guts I have stuck in my Stomach Comes out my mouth without food I sit down without You Feed my self Like Im grown up But I wont admit The laughter Captures Both Our good sides Im not sh** With Out You The bu*terflys that die off in my stomach slides down where the goo glides Mucas from my inside Tie my lungs into a knot My sleeve is not meant for my heart My sleeve is meant to wipe my snot I'll scrub your feet with a tooth brush I'll walk your dog twice around the block I smile at you and then you blush These things are probly made up in my thoughts Sustain me every morning like yoga, yogurt and water your plant Must gain knowledge, accumulate where we stand Spoil me in your sheets soil me in your sheets venom from a triantula Sweet as the apple borrowed from your neighbier Its not even lethal It may Even k** you A favor for a favor