teleport between me and this monster. And save him from myself and all this bloodshed. ‘Cause they’re very thin and you hate them killing you, but you can’t master it. My skele bones keep bonking you in the
been down before, up is just a reach. 'Cause my hood is the ghetto. Catch a second wind, then begin again. My hood is the ghetto Yo, I grew up where they're playin' skele in the parkin' lot. And sell
