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cambria - reg mason lyrics

chess haze is four fucking months old

[verse 1]
back in 08, we was all b-mping coheed and cambria
flash in two years, new peers, new dgd, longer stamina
baby boy on vhs, blasting spaceship and ante up
on my to do list, nigga, never go lift the panties up
my pussy rates descending my grandpas getting more dome than me
don’t applause
pause the program and dog her to jodeci
darker doogie howser, niggas bowsers
shit is boomin like the b-ss on my cell phone
i see right through like you a browser
turn ya b-tch’s garments into velcrow
either getting capped or cat ch the elbow
don’t speak ya piece
it ain’t splendid
evil deeds never ending. wondering how much time i got pending. seek the c-notes
meticulous like i’m l note. tell shinigami to hit you with a volvo
or a two-piece in the torso. had two pieces and a third home
they pop the 6 off like its carbon. even…’
if i make it through to next season no bland in me. that’s the sol reason why i replay the joints up all evening
i rep an optimistic reaper. shouts to the b-tch that broke my core
i can’t wait to peep

b-tch we been unique!

[verse 2]
underdog, im folding up my misteps
yall ain’t bout to watch me spit my issues. plug me in the whip without a tape deck. tape record awards that’s always been due
do another one
all in the wrist that makes you so official
fish another pun…terror rises but we’ll never fish another pun
we could never play easy
06 before the collision
head to foot, fuck man, we was all lacking a friend
that’s why we recorded powder at 10 am
we underwraps, you ain’t involved
we underdogs crazy thinking we under cats
my shit was stacked up in a compact disc
d-d-don’t get too combative
i’m a weewee. i’m in fiji
drinking fanta mixed with fiji
pulling seaweed off her tatas with voodoo child in my playlist
better yet, in vegas
chillin with vegans in vegas
fucking up vega, fucking up sega
i’m pullin my self in an abyss
i’m a quarter way famous

underdog, i’m golden. y’all are silver
y’all ain’t got no one else to appeal to
put me in the clip, i might’ve k!lled
spending all these years up in my bedroom

- reg mason lyrics

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