Phatt Lyrics

With all these knives in my back it's hard to lean on
this wallNext time will even be worse
The worst one of them all I keep my faith in the monkey
I keep my faith in the style
I keep my faith in the one who hasn't been there in a
while
Oh I won the thing is red dog
It's an old couch anyway E A eat a lot

If you're gonna to walk the walk
Then you gotta talk the shit
Hey Willy why don't you go show them
Quit sticking that pager on me
Shut up fatso
Watch out for flying drumsticks
One door won't open
One door won't close
I think I'm dying I'm doing pretty drunk

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