the crippled pimp
Watch me as I walk the streets each step like Santa Claus, a secret.
Stuck in the vibe, life on repeat, ignite the moves in your feet. I don't
want to set the world on fire, moving down the line, like eclectic wire. Watch
it burn around me. Vietnamese water baptized, like Achilles. I was thrown
across the world, I guess I feel because it's simple. I was born with a
limp, I walk these streets like a crippled pimp. Feel the fortune fire blaze,
fuel the fantastic feminine craze. Stop like signs do tell, take the flaming
world and throw it harshly into a frozen well.
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