paroles de chanson Purgatory - Stogie T
The
Nitrogen
in
our
DNA
The
Calcium
in
our
teeth
The
Iron
in
our
blood
The
Carbon
in
our
(?)
Were
made
with
interiors
of
collapsing
stars
We
are
made
of
star
dust
Something
happens
to
burst
this
open
And
when
we
burst
open,
thinking
we
are
dieing
We
are
actually
turning
into
supernova
And
then,
when
we
look
at
ourselves
again
We
see
that
we
are
more
beautiful
than
we
were
before
We
hurt,
we
laugh,
cry,
we
loose,
we
win,
we
love,
we
endure
I'm
a
star
Stogie
T's
a
star
We
are
STARS!
{Hook}
Slave
labor,
Skyscrapers,
murder
stories
Bullshit
behind
every
burger
sold
This
what
they
feeding
shorties?
Thug
message
in
the
presidential
run
for
office
Niggas
not
liquid
must
be
why
the
music
not
solid
You
heard
the
story
tough
guys
dying
ghetto
morbid
Venture
capital
swallow
homes
Yeah
these
nerds
are
gory
And
Mo
Town's
go
to
Berry
Gordy
It's
low
down
they
lawyer
up
and
Know
just
how
to
suck
the
talent
off
them
It's
purgatory
Statutory
how
they
work
you
doggy
In
the
office
slaving
while
they
praise
their
little
bird
of
glory
That's
why
I'm
Stogie
Hell
bent
on
Heaven,
you
owe
me
Make
better
cheddar
from
old
milk
A
breath
of
fresh
air
from
the
old
me
My
bedwetters
need
cash
cushions
to
grow
with
I
learnt
the
lessons
on
how
you
get
tooken
if
you
ain't
know
shit
Across
oceans
soaking
Here's
a
boss
moment
Take
a
snap
photo
you
can
upload
it,
capture
and
note
it
{Hook}
Slave
labor,
Skyscraper,
murder
stories
Bullshit
behind
every
burger
sold
This
what
they
feeding
shorties?
Holding
onto
middle
management
but
in
his
40s
All
he
gots
a
have
paid
bond,
jacked
up
on
coffee
You
heard
the
story
prescription
pills
and
depression
The
system
keep
him
healthy
enough
Keep
digging
the
wells
Keep
them
healthy
and
belching
Kill
yourself
for
the
Nelsons
Only
medicine
for
you
Life
of
Pi
is
a
bigger
helping
It's
pugatory,
statutory
only
category
Bigger
house,
thicker
spouse
thinking
how
you
can
afford
it
That's
why
I'm
Stogie
Hell
bent
on
Heaven,
you
owe
me
Make
better
cheddar
from
old
milk
A
breath
of
fresh
air
from
the
old
me
My
bedwetters
need
cash
cushions
to
grow
with
I
learnt
the
lessons
on
how
you
get
tooken
if
you
ain't
know
shit
Across
oceans
soaking
Here's
a
boss
moment
Take
a
snap
photo
you
can
upload
it,
capture
and
note
it
{Hook}
Slave
labor,
Skyscraper,
murder
stories
Bullshit
behind
every
burger
sold
This
what
they
feeding
shorties?
Angel
face
but
this
lil
devil
horny
If
the
car
comes
with
wings
She
taking
off
underclothing
(right)
Blouse
panties
on
the
floor
house
party
orgies
Club
hopping
and
caught
jumping
on
her
mans
homies
Nice
bitch
ride
to
die
for
you
in
the
moment
For
Christ's
Sake
don't
cross
her,
She'll
show
you
the
omen
It's
purgatory
Buy
her
dresses
but
she
stripping
for
me
My
fly
address
is
for
the
wiz
not
for
a
wishing
Dorothy
That's
why
I'm
Stogie
Hell
bent
on
Heaven,
you
owe
me
Make
better
cheddar
from
old
milk
A
breath
of
fresh
air
from
the
old
me
My
bedwetters
need
cash
cushions
to
grow
with
I
learnt
the
lessons
on
how
you
get
tooken
if
you
don't
know
shit
Across
oceans
soaking
Here's
a
boss
moment
Take
a
snap
photo
you
can
upload
it,
capture
and
note
it
Slave
labor,
Skyscraper,
murder
stories
Bullshit
behind
every
burger
sold
This
what
they
feeding
shorties?
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