way too cold

I insisit that yu go your way
screwface downthere yu will lay
my array, will melt yu lik clay
I suggest you chase tha pay
cuz when I best its allday
I stay movin, swing n sway
ur a clown frozen on display
keep me important from ur eyes survey
I be watchin you blind go astray
as sure as tha rain there will be hell to pay
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Posted: May 2012

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