Don't do my track It's a good thing to die, but the one who gets it is really pretty The name of the package is nappy, the name of the package is cyclone I don't believe what people say, but I believe in old books The most reliable piece of paper is only vibes, only good stories are edited The rest is a secret, what I'm going to do here is editing If I can't finish the finishing touch, I'll resign, but I'll do my best If you think I'm like you, listen to my lyrics Leaves, color, money, everything about you Fame, duet, fear, my future, time, hurry up, hurry From tomorrow to tomorrow, my personality is bad I have to keep crushing what's been crushed So take a way forward, way forward, way, way forward, way forward I hope what's made is displayed and shown and admired The echo of cheers follows and admires I admire the mockery, some tried art I don't care about the essence of the waste that's been cut and made I dream of being in the mirror, but I'm tired of you in the mirror You stand out and bend your head I'm not interested in the scandal, I'm not interested in the schedule The pen that's been hardened, the thoughts, the momentary and the death I'm not interested in the scandal, I'm not interested in the schedule The rolling pen, the completion of the past and the call Get out of here from a different perspective It doesn't matter how you look at it, it's important how you look at it My eyes are on the future, the answer is to believe here The truth that doesn't need to go, a round pyramid I want to put it in the tip of a flowerpot Stinky covered by the smell of newspaper XBC, XBS, XBS, *** Love and dog, two people and going Delivery system, get out my face Get out my face, get out my way, munch Get out my way, munch, get out my plan, munch Get out my game, shout out my pain, shout out my flame