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Fantasia Last Rose

and I grasp 'em I flash 'em and out last 'em And if ain't good then I trash 'em While you stash 'em, I'll let 'em free And the tell me what they fantasy

space raiders Or walkers or smiths or maybe even quavers 'Cos my love for you is like drugs for ravers With glowsticks and funny hats on I loves you more than I loves my bong (Fantasy

, Or pay for a fix at the pub where men have to piss up the wall And the stench of urine lasts well into the next pint. * Entertainment is designed to

you taste mine I kissed your lips, you felt my mind slip Into your soul I almost cried 'cause it was so beautiful Last night, I was inside of you Last

of black men That inspired five white guys called The Jacksons Eminem fitted in but then again He inspired a black rapper tryna mimic him And that's what really rose

passion looking at her man The way you used to look at me when I just held your hand You gave me vast pain to live in the fast lane I caught the last plane to give you my last

Her tarot proved Hybrid rumours spread like tumours Would accrue And blight Her stars However scarred To better bitter truths Of cold bloodbaths As bodies rose

Where you thought You were ground for good. These flights of fantasy Make your wounds more sore, But you've every right To even grab at the last

I grasp 'em I flash 'em and out last 'em And if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em I'll let 'em free And the tell me what they fantasy Like