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Cold Bizarre

't enjoy the game (well I cant control the way I loved her I cant control the way she breaks) Nothing ever changes in the Bizarre Nothing ever changes in the Bizarre

don't enjoy the game (well I cant control the way I loved her I cant control the way she breaks) Nothing ever changes in the Bizarre Nothing ever changes in the Bizarre

Bobs Bizarre Bazaar Of Murder Every Part Of My Mind Set To Procreate Torture A Trail Of Mayhem Is The Path I Walk Im A Birthmarked Psychopath With Pandoras

got me crazy Rape this old lady, while the bitch was having a baby And I ain't never going home, Bizarre can for go It's cold I'll be for cyphering,

out Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate I'm only nineteen but my mind is old And when the things get for real, my warm heart turns cold

a french kiss chicks lock lips Coming from the deep black like the Loch Ness Now bring apocalypse like the heart of darkness It's like the heart of the artist become a target Pop music is the black market Recently we witness bizarre

it him and those twenty inch rims, splittin the tar? An amazon woman from the stripbar God, it varies, Halley Berry, stars eatin hard cherries This world is bizarre

get up on it, treat a bitch like a blunt, hit, hit, pass head on my dick 'till she get whiplash fuck it I'm cold, some bitches is colder runnin' game

don't learn, I ain't concerned by far Spit six bars like gem-star, stitches and scars Niggaz dry snitchin', yo, they intuition bizarre Picture me starved