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Kainan

Jean, jean, roses are red All the leaves have gone green And the clouds are so low You can touch them, and so Come out to the meadow, jean Jean, jean

I'm sick of chasing after things I'd rather them chase after me Keeping up is bound to wear me down There's a million ways to skin a cat I put my choices

She stole my heart, she ran away Now I'm heartless, so fuck her anyway We got along, she got away The price is wrong but she gotta pay We used to be

Intro- Wait hold up J you see that chick Which one Right there with them big ass lips Goddamn Uh huh How she get so thick? I bet she used to be skinny

I could take what I want, but I take what I need How can I help myself if I need everything? I get possession with half of the truth Then change my direction

In the summer that I was baptized, My father held me to his side, As they put me to the water, He said how on that day I cried. We were prisoners

Seems like everybodys got a price, I wonder how they sleep at night. When the tale comes first, And the truth comes second, Just stop, for a minute and

Do you see clearly The image on the wall? Is true that man Must surely fall If we build foundations Reflections in our eyes Unless, we look deep within

yo, real...still jackson, zigmaster ... gonna fuck your lanes faster sick actors, sick ... 10 bastards, fatherless walk around when we talking here shit