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1 Can’t Hurt. . . - Perry Maysun
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1 Can’t Hurt. . . Perry Maysun

1 Can’t Hurt. . . - Perry Maysun
[Intro]
(Hey, I know you hate me, but we'll be friends again)
No, we won't with the self-control
Subtle, every night you are the shovel that will dig the hole
Seldom, have it at home, so he grabbed it, have all-
(Self-control)
Put it back, kid
We ain't wasting money on that shit, just practiced
Stupid motherfucker, what you lacking is a brain inside your head, that's why you crashing

[Verse 1]
Green hoodie, Doc Gooden, have we met yet?
Jumping off points from a joint, told 'em get set
On the way down to a cushion, see the fеt-fet
Brain turned to wooden and couldn't movе, but not dead yet
Ev said forget about the shit that breaks your mindframe
Sideways, five percent statistic is a high waste
Similar to kittens, will be kickin' 'nother nine days
Admitted fibbin', quiting, rivers can't afford a dry day

[Verse 2]
Oopsie, primadonna when it comes to losing
You'll see, fucking and ducking inside of hoopdies
Seal the wheels up when crooked, she was throwing X
Snaps, figurative car crash, and caught a broken leg
Back to life, from the blow coated on the battered knife
Chastised the mind behind decisions from the past life
Carved a hole in the sidewalk with a rental
Why you looking at me, you don't know what I've been through
Know what I've been through, know what I've been through
Why you looking at me, you don't know what I've been through
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