You're washed up band on TV.

Seven total dreams.

And you're gonna lose this fat like you lost.

Return to the drag and Jack stares out.

Put him in the mouth.

Mark wants us out, but never told Wyatt I won't start now you're you're Gettysburg.

Cut suggesting treating invented when my heart started.

Norris doesn't battle.

Just allows you lose my raps before your mind.

Like the horrible John Books got trace on the side of a mountain.

You voted for John McCain.

Got a bucket full of my head. 00:00:59.930 --> 00:01:1.850 You block bullets with your beer. 00:01:3.640 --> 00:01:10.460 I make fun of Walker, Texas Ranger but every floor running.

Going 40 for your beauty Civil Wars Bitch, Get a roundhouse kick, Wear a black belt on the beard on my dick Attacks when I smell them bleed.