we were like two peas in a pod
we both were swole like bodybuilders
we get the hottest girls
even hotter than marisa miller
we were both so close so please dont go
i miss you so, i miss you so much
ill take you out to heat, hell ill take you out to lunch
my love for you will never subside
i dont know what id do if you died
please come back and stay the right way
all day all night singing like the frey
making rhymes like your birthday, its in may
listen what i say but not adam sandler
we both handled our demons, together we were handlers
now as we get older, pops getting big
sip on some scissorp and eat some figs
gotta check all that shit from the terrorists
keep it clean, keep it kool
take a vacation but dont go there, if you go, you might be able to come back
here me rap, i dont talk smack
but if someone says the wrong words, hell ill snap
now i keep rappin and rappin my shit
so i thought id take time a lil bit
and tell you all about the bombings that they hit
they might look for you, not unless you go to Lebanon
hurt me when you fight with your brother kinnan
dont forget about us, dont forget about mom
im dont with this song, its a fuckin rap
dont go to Syria, it's a fuckin trap
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