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Trash Talk The Mistake

Hell bound, we said lead. We followed blindly straight into hell. Hell bound, we said lead (Thanks to Tyler for these lyrics)

never know, make no mistakes about it I let it goooooooo! (This beautiful moment in music!) And don't get too close, make no mistakes about it I let

ass, I pity your class 'Cause you come out with a blast But you're trash, so you really don't last They not hot, all they do is talk a lot That's not

not good enough not strong enough little girl somewhere in my mind under the covers cause she too scared of everything to try anything she talks all that trash

own malpractice Everybody talk about their past Like today's mistake is gonna be the last We wanna see behind your mask Like we ain't got our backyard of trash

his momma dome. Heres a little story bout a boy that hit licks Dope man, dope man, gimme all the bricks Zone 6 niggas are always hard. Don talk that trash

name I'm a kick this off just like a football game I'm stepping out with my mic in my right hand Bagging up rappers and throwing their rhymes in the trash

fix is in I'm going where I don't belong Sweet nothing is a something in me Sweet nothing is a something in me Sweet nothing, pretty nothing When you go talking trash

to say only saw you once a fortnight at of all of them you had to choose that day to Bible bash evangelising in the street looking like a tramp who collected trash