Poor little guy.Trump admits he's sabotaging the Postal Service so universal mail voting will be impossible during an election that will be conducted amid a pandemic this November /epmxcgwLjK- Aaron Rupar August 13, 2020
See you guys later, hope you're doing well, hope you're doing great, hope that Sean Jackson gets better.
Gee whiz, week uh, week 40 next week, huh? Philly's game, gotta go watch the Philly's game right now.
Back at it like an automatic Sip-sip cheap liquor till I'm leaning backwards Yuh-Yuh-Young English helped me write the chapters Black Paisley, yes we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard Back at it like an automatic Sip-sip cheap liquor till I'm leaning backwards Yuh-Yuh-Young English helped me write the chapters Black Paisley, yes we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard Freestyle Friday #39, E-Dubble, Glitch Mob, Animus Vox, something like that, I think that's how you say it. Back at it like an automatic Sip-sip cheap liquor till I'm leaning backwards Yuh-Yuh-Young English helped me write the chapters Black Paisley, yes we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard You said we go hard? I say we go hard The old days were great, but we're past them We still here to rear our new passions We fight fear with vices, toast glasses Smoke pot and fuck like we never took classes And never learned shit But we earned our hurt and pain From our scars and mistakes And with that being said, I'm about to make a few more Breath of fresh air, like I'm living in a humidor So temperate, I've been bent since week 17 But I'm never on the bench No rest, already said it, ethic is embedded And I'll never let it slip 'cause it's a natural anesthetic Keep it organic for the ladies with they pit hair Throwing up they fists at my shows like shit yeah Demographics don't matter when your thoughts stay scattered And you dabble in dodging the old wagon Fuck that, convictions get shattered No riddles to be solved, Mad Hatter lost his magic Hat number nine, tripping off the turpentine Gripping something steady enough to keep the work alive And I'm living that, and trying to give it back Grown man shit, callouses, and jaded raps Hair on my chest, I sweat when I fuck My speakers don't hammer they put dents in your truck
#ANIMUS VOX YOUTUBE SKIN#
Thumbs up for the go-getters The ambitionless are pissed, they should know better No debtor, we owe nothing but hard work Inverse of Brett Favre fronting doing yard work No Wrangler's, 38/38 on my 501's till I'm angered Then them jawns rip up, 'cause I'm on it Skin gets jaundiced, the hulk got cornered Time to just bomb shit, rocket's been launched And your pretty boy shirt got dumped in the garbage Now you're fucked 'cause your book gets judged 'Cause your cover's in another dumpster looking all slumped They did away with that, you think you'll make it back With no history you'll never make a paperback Used to think you'd always be a best seller Didn't count on those twelve year olds talking to their elders FUCK YEAH, when them hands go up I demand that we stand for the fans in us The line's been blurred I'm try'na fight the urge To sip something strong enough to help me fight my nerves I've got my words, they've been penned Written Thursday Mixtape on the way and it's dirtier than Pig Pen I've got a feeling there's about to be a shitstorm Tired of these backwards men, I'm like Rip Torn
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