Hello, I Ruined Music Patricia Taxxon

Hey, how much did you pay for that taco?
Ayo, you know this boy's got his free taco
Ayo, you know this boy's got his free taco
Ayo, you know this boy's got his free taco
Ayo, you know this boy's got his free taco
[Loop]

Working for vacation, walking for meditation
Watching television for as long as I want
People got science but make no sense
Still can't do anything for cutting out violence
When I think of something, it goes out to space
Then it comes back in another shape
We know we are not apes
But we could make sweet s

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface hе looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What hе wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over—blaow!

Snap back to reality, ope there goes gravity, ope
There goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad but he won't
Give up that easy, no, he won't have it, he knows
His whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter, he's dope