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I
got
Yen
In
my
pocket
Yokohama
load
Spin
a
fucking
whip
Fuck
a
block
With
a
40
OE
Sigil
with
a
fang
With
the
gang
Got
a
dirty
glow
Yen
up
on
the
dash
Ima
whip
it
Like
some
hippy
crack
Racks
racks
racks
I
got
Millis
if
we
talking
Yen
Broke,
ran
back
track
Now
my
money
up
again
Flip
it,
double
down
again
Locked
up
in
the
stu
ascend
How
the
fuck
I
get
here
From
a
shitty
town
Of
walking
dead
Broke
back
Blood
rag
Singing
till
my
throat
crack
No
gas
Full
dash
Stepping
on
some
broke
glass
Weight
up
in
my
voice
I
see
some
shadows
by
my
night
stand
Banish
with
a
cherry
I
be
sparking
for
the
light
yeah
Every
light
I
burn
A
shadow
follow
with
a
fight
I
needa
bright
light
all
white
Push
back
the
night
Life
fly
Right
by
Existing
to
die
Living
to
thrive
Create
to
survive
I
got
Yen
In
my
pocket
Yokohama
load
Spin
a
fucking
whip
Fuck
a
block
With
a
40
OE
Sigil
with
a
fang
With
the
gang
Got
a
dirty
glow
Yen
up
on
the
dash
Ima
whip
it
Like
some
hippy
crack
Racks
racks
racks
I
got
Millis
if
we
talking
Yen
Broke,
ran
back
track
Now
my
money
up
again
Flip
it,
double
down
again
Locked
up
in
the
stu
ascend
How
the
fuck
I
get
here
From
a
shitty
town
Of
walking
dead
Broke
back
Blood
rag
Singing
till
my
throat
crack
No
gas
Full
dash
Stepping
on
some
broke
glass
Weight
up
in
my
voice
I
see
some
shadows
by
my
night
stand
Banish
with
a
cherry
I
be
sparking
for
the
light
yeah
Every
light
I
burn
A
shadow
follow
with
a
fight
I
needa
bright
light
all
white
Push
back
the
night
Life
fly
Right
by
Existing
to
die
Living
to
thrive
Create
to
survive
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