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Stuck and Glued Lyrics

Wake and bake it slowly,
Yo it's that b****, run!
It's a suggestion.
Wake and bake it slowly,
It's a suggestion.
It's that b**** b****, run!
What is rummaging demi-God
Lost in the moat, boy guard my turf.
Take your clothing returns bake in tact
I need a dub sac before the bile clenches,
A pinch and stains my lungs.

Wag of the finger and the shock of call me old,
The dank on two tabs in labor pest block the cough and cold,
A long drawn case of evasive waiting session activities please,
Blue on both sides, my model doc calls in late,
Pencil shoe mall, the mother daughter propagates,
Low on fodder in a mannequin in suite and tie,
Rosha come now with the bible got a grenade on the inside.
Gibberish

Hey man can I get in there
This door isn't push you squeeze it
When your talking pace is like a racist case
Cow bladder hepatitis please b****.
I must've blamed all these competing contemporary factions
I must've decreed that this is the sum of all of my actions
Better to stay up late then feel the mornings hate for me and my m******** mind
Running again and again and again with a realistic wage in mind
Running again and again remove the plastic that's lodged in my spine
If you know the b**ps than the road wont jump and startle you half of the time
Better to stay up late than feel the mornings hate for me and my m******** mind,
Me and my m******** mind.
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