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Paroles : Flippin’ Primrose

Its about 'bout time that I rose up
Better shut up before I post up
Flippin' Primrose
Switch the tempo, flipmode
Its time that I f**kin' rose up
I'll never go down only up
I'll post it up

I've been told I'm wise, maybe its lies
I wear black for disguise
Blackened skies, full of b***erflies around you(Woo)
Who ever diss my group gets the whole boot
I've been waiting and searchin' for the loot
I'm tired of your lies
Wearin' a disguise, I don't wear a blue jacket like Bill Nye
That damn science guy
I wish he could meet Pennywise and die within' the skies
Wait a minute, he don't fly
He never got my fly, I'll make him think he's flying when he hit it
I'm so lit, blunt lit, I don't spit, I audit it, Beat It kid
You can't even take off the lid, so what makes you able to hang with me kid?(Haha)
Why, why, why, do you f**kin' lie, after all I try, you let my cry
And then you tell me to die?
F**ks the difference huh?
La La La, I don't like you gran' pa'
You disrespect me like its all ha ha?
Stupid grandma always dissin' me when I'm not even free
Took my freedom from me(B*t*h!)
Tell me why you think I should care about you when you don't care about me too?
No, no, no
Oh f**kin' no, hoe, you gay bro
Its not Everyday bro, but it's not bro
I ain't makin' beef, just making this stuff up okay?
Now what do I have to say now, oh my god wow
I hate the way that I hear the rumors spreadin' that I'm this and that
I'm tired of all that, now let me go and kill that(B*t*h)