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El Lay (prod. by Gambol Music)

from Good Job Dad by Zyme One

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Lost Angels, Los Angeles, had a good time, it’s so scandalous, daughter in my arms, Sunset strip, Hollywood Boulevard, what a trip, began to get dark, look at the stars, not in the sky, on the floor, felt a presence, couldn’t ignore, cute baby accolades from weirdoes, greeted by a man, seen him before, maybe in Chuco, maybe in Segundo, looked at her, what a beautiful baby, been a while, haven’t bought one lately, get the fuck outta here, told me he was a billionaire, opened his briefcase, showed me a trillion, pays top dollar for peoples children, look at the money, could change my life, but no daughter by my side, no thanks, offer declined, see you later Mister Zyme, see you again, in the sands of time, walked away, left a trail of death, grew a tail, horns from his head, that’s when I knew who I was messing with.

-If he knocks, don’t open the door, rather be poor, to sell my soul, can’t put a price, not even a dollar, for the love of my daughter. If he knocks, don’t open the door; rather be poor, to sell her soul, for a bankroll, she’s worth much more.

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from Good Job Dad, released July 26, 2019

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