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Common A Penny For My Thoughts

joints, risin to the tops Somewhat of a playwright, cause like a stage I got props My crew's a strange brew, a drink a day'll keep the stink away We

to the tops Somewhat of a playwright, cause like a stage I got props My crew's a strange brew, a drink a day'll keep the stink away We been through AA

to the tops Somewhat of a playwright, cause like a stage I got props My crew's a strange brew, a drink a day'll keep the stink away We been through AA

lake and get full My drink there was Boons and Red Bull I remember swimming in Avenlon, and being in a pool I thought I was cool, with my "members only" and a

good workin with my hands My generation never understood workin for the man And, of bein broke I ain't a fan Now I stand in the same spot, as my old man My

got a God given present My gallant talent is like a magic trick turned by a chick with a bad habit Opportunity to move I grab it Me and my moms have

Kind soul, kind soul, pennies for my begging bowl London stones, hard and cold When you're up in the morning early Here's my babes to catch your eye

good workin with my hands My generation never understood workin for the man And, of bein broke I ain't a fan Now I stand in the same spot, as my old man My

good workin with my hands My generation never understood workin for the man And, of bein broke I ain't a fan Now I stand in the same spot, as my old man My