Run Sinatra Run
Sent from my iPhone Untitled. 2025 Frankie S. should not be saying this They’ve either faked this shit or he’s erasing it Thinking maybe this whole game is fixed We’re all taking hits, straight aim or miss Orangutans and chimps, caged, caked in shit Entertain the simps, we’re all trained to sit I’ll be trading fists until I’m made to quit If I’m an atheist, then come face the grinch If basic wit can make you flinch I got game to spit to the lames you with The insanely rich got planes and ships Then change to snitch when facing bits What makes me sick is the racists fits Keep shaking that fist at laziness An angry bitch ain’t changing shit That’s a janky fix like “hang that witch” Chains and whips and flames and pits Watch me taking risk just for the sake of it Still raise my kids with praise and gifts Then blaze a spliff and replay the disc Change my grip so you cant gain an inch Stay appraising shit with an angled twist Add a bass and kit and I’ll make a hit I ain’t no plagiarist. I was made for this Think I’m done
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