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where's your cardigan​?​?

from michael jordan's gay by the chicago bulls

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Calm down Molini
Dog… I got you.
Joey G armed and ready
Team strong man,
I been workin for Mugatu
Steady hand and lyrics
With stolen wine and spirits
I forgot the craft I started with,
Raw as Fuck and fearless.
Fairy dust and paint is splattered
I pictured us on rings of Saturn
Ridin round off acid hits
To fear and loathe that nothing mattered.
Give me time to register.
I’m still just a rookie man.
I’ll take the wheel until we reach my biggest fear:
The boogie man.
Shoot him high you’ll get him son,
My father said I’d do him one
Packed the lazer gun I’m off to git him Pa
Until it’s done.

Where’s your Cardigan?

Ghost Dog intellect
Lucky, Charmed, and having sex.
Slip and slide with the Koozie on
Start the Luther next. (drop the voice)
Getting High off getting dumb,
I’m a real hip dude.
I been waitin all my life to hear Molini sing the bluuuuues….
Got about a pound of this round brown cylinder,
“Off to fuck the world!,” I said
But oh man I’m feelin her.
Git her til she’s bitter
Now she got a better bread winner
Eat the apple and the core,
Throw darts at Hipster pictures.

A peter picked the pickled pepper of her epicenter
It’s the finest invention, the elastic adventure.
Preaching to the choir leaders riding fire breathers
It’s the strangest invention, the finest adventure.

(Talk Shit)

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from michael jordan's gay, released June 17, 2013

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