Spence Mills - Nothing lyrics

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Spence Mills - Nothing lyrics

CHORUS: They feelin' jello legged, getting weed with yellow stem I see em hatin' tryna face this face the hatred and say hello instead They'd rather stay in bed, transform into a mellow head Fame in the game takes patience but I'm goin' bacon bring the steak and eggs. (x2) So it seems I slipped down a slope to nothing, Just another Dragon in town starting his puffin So I'm a puppet? Never amount to the summit, unless I cause a ruckus, or kickin' tuckus and constructin' The illest lyrics they ever heard, not just any other verse Absurd words, from the world of a nerd with a curse Twhirlin' purged, adverse verbs on a surge to stop Any sh**talk, puttin' their mouthes in reverse So I hope that it hurts knowin' you're nothin' as parents Causing more damage to tu amor with your ill mannered grammar Apparently its popular for poor teens to buy pampers Getting hammered, C'mon america, where is Nick Cannon? The talent is gone, now all of our habits are wrong Snortin' condoms for challenges, tokin four gallon bongs I hear the malice in songs, see the balance has fall'n At work all day dad yawns as it drawls, actin it off, sittin back pawning along Instead of watching his spawn, he's up all night long From dusk til dawn, daddy pukes on the lawn, as junior pukes for amusement, it's cute to see what losers we are CHORUS Slowly gettin' closer to the top of the totem As we grow older, holdin' the whole worlds weight upon our shoulders Smokin' tokin' voters smelling of sinsemilla odor Turning toward a world order of Lindsey Lohan portraited posers Everyone dreams but it seems they get caught in the horror My uncle s'posed to be a lawyer til he bought his first quarter On the corner there's daddy's daughter waiting for four men to pork her Formerly sober, Sosa made us snort away our torture Ordered to get turnt up, burn up, and go nuts, Some stay sterner while others caught in the spur of The moment, they own it, this is the sh** that they yearn for In this position, influenced by the berserk purp cup The three strong ladies, Lucy Molly and Mary, All met in one house party carried in drearily In theory I wasn't scared til my friend was lazily starring, seriously there's something scary in that house on the prairie CHORUS

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