Xandro On the Down-Low

Oh, she wears a mitten, it's called mittens

Gotta have some

And if you like me

You walk a tarot show

Blood and tears is gonna cleanse ya

So let's forget the

Madonna we do

Everybody do

The city has said, I'm gonna tell you a thing

It's time to regret, in the city has said

In the city has said, it's like a modern day

Salaam and Gamara, frustration

No hesitation, so

Push up a bastard, it's a ruin

It's like a coffin, and there's a crib lid, so

If you're lucky, then you're fuckin' hit it

You take it out on the morning, then you split it, oh

It don't matter if you win it

It's just a peanut, rather than a sweaty

Well, if what it tells me, I'm not quitting

Well, I'm not quitting, the city has said

I'm gonna tell you a thing

It's time to regret

Some people say I'm fucking crazy

But it don't phase me

It's just a maze in soul

Someone shout "Hallelujah"

But let's build a blanket weather

The serious sin of going to die one day

Is not to regret

It's the serious sin, it's the serious sin

Yeah, yeah, serious sin

Some people say I'm fucking crazy, but if it pays me, it's just amazing

So, someone shout hallelujah, but I spin the blackjack with no heart

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