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Eyes pink as strawberry Fanta, feeling like i worked out the answer.

When you've earned your scars, every serving is a work of art.
Triple star to burger bar, that's no concern of ours.
There's not a second's hesitation when i turn my cards,
No matter what the flop i know i played.
Tryna make the burden fuck the maid,
Before we check out & swerve the charge
That't the type of thing that happens in this world of ours.
Fresh flowers in a purple vase, tryna play the turtle part,
Slow & steady, ready for my coup de gras
My crew don't give a fuck about who you are, superstar.
Down here there ain't no room to spar.
The same numbers on my phone since snake was.
Baked watching Great British Bake Off. Buckle up for take off
One night & then i'm gone.
Breakfast being plated by a beauty in a thong, around one.

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from Project Goon, released September 8, 2017

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