Yo, this is what happens when you're balding handsome
Spalding ransom, find a ---- rappin' but chalking sand, son
Fall ring had some. With a dash of cheyenne
Pepper, that is. Oh hi, and Dr. Pepper, you're losing hair.

Choosing a lair, gotcha stepper! Rawlins had a
ninety-five like Richie Dawkins or Stephen Hawkins
Bitchy corkin it, die free and live, I see your jive
From a mile of the beehive, chasing behind.

You had the gile to be mine, see child
Me wild. I can't stop thinking about you.
First I wanna take a route to, a trip going,
Last cop sinking who hast stop believing.

I dare not speak it 'coz it ain't got no feeling.
You best believe a spout choo-choo kachoo
I ain't got none for you. Bereave an ointment
Oink, mint. Pigs got some for truth, but Steve

ain't got none for youth. Coz he's
BALDING HANDSOME!

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