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When we swing in everything is gutter like england Covered in pink lights and etruscan kingpins The type that'll fight night fuck your life up With rights and righteous word tricks and trifling Hotel is homebase the hq we came through smelling those ruthless Canadian brews Young felons in the park with spark lit seeing the parchment Sparkling jewel And they believe in it too Darkness and frequent tunes shifting too loud to choose which of the Two sounds We drift through from the outside entering lift area Room filling with blue mist mary is with us Various bars buried in bitches Squad just detach, and dispatch, and dismissed On the blueberry interstate crosshatch plains Mans all across lands with a plan thats shoddy nefariously The last minute insanity rock pretty dodgy Wristwatch synchronize i'm thinking i better get to drinking, live Cause the kid is all vibes from the lincoln We at the club The crux, the influx The crush The mix up The blood The jig's up The bus The mcdick's rush The blunt We at the kiss, we at the club I had a inkling the ship ain't sinking even if the night pinken The eyes link, blink, make it lengthen The vibe's strength originate from the place, and i might brake into A rhyme situation We gettin laced, why you hatin Either nodding my way or bobbing in syncopation Weeded holler at a hot cheetah hat trollop Cheeba tat small of the back, leader of the pack You be the queen bee moll, uh, im chuck boy Believe you me, we could all use a jd A taller bold choice, a cold moist alcohol taste socially i hoist on Occasion So good to make your acquaintance, and toast to the joints That'll make us all famous More to the point shout what your name is Okay i get the point now save it