aint got no home?
watz wit der smokey ayes
aint got no famly
no roof?
wur you goin, bro?
i aint got no dolla
no mo pahwuh
no momma
son gone stoopid
dotter freakin out
in der good
im broke and dun fer
gotta a spare coin?
i can sing
from me soul. yeah
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved,10 days ago
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