Long Lost Props

wares the love, wares the long lost props, fuck t…

An episode of the INDIGO CHILD podcast, hosted by INDIGO CHILD, titled "Long Lost Props" was published on August 28, 2019 and runs 2 minutes.

August 28, 2019 ·2m · INDIGO CHILD

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Summary

wares the love, wares the long lost props, fuck the government, and fuck every cop, indigo and I'm heading to the top. We indigos and we heading to the top, Shits crazy, being me, you can't be lazy, 27 no baby, doesn't mean I ain't try with my lady’s, oh shit we haven sex out of Wedlock, 2019 nigga is it still a shock, still got money hiding in a shoe box, remember when momma bought me a g shock, bro bought me kicks, and the birds flock, aint never gonna know shit about stocks, but gareneed I know what's hot, and who got, but don't drop, let the fake niggas pop, while the real niggas losing that spot, not gonna lie shit makes me hot, that I,might rott, cause people rather listen to the slop, while indigo working in a sweat shop, Go get the broom,and get the mop How a nigga ever gonna make it to the top when im putting time on a job clock, guess I just gotta sit here and make a plot, to the fucking top. wares the love, wares the long lost props, fuck the government, and fuck every cop, indigo and I'm heading to the top. We indigos and we heading to the top, Try and talk to me about Jesus, then go sin on the weekends, lives so deceiving, only people of religion talk about seeing demons, and some se reptilians, so disgusted by the way we've been, all about salvation, but we live in sin, so sick niggas trinna be born again, not knowing that he sold hi soul, To re-li-gi-on, then trap the mind of his oldest son, telling him a white man is the one, shit the makes the world feel so dumb and numb, think you better run, No shit man it's fucked up, it's crazy how them mother fuckers starve us, But we still got love and trust, some fucks, don't believe in either one, niggas Trina get a nut, bitches Trina cum, ain't nothing but just fun, We'll just look up to those idols, and be crooked disciples, oh how delightful, but followers never earn a title wares the love, wares the long lost props, fuck the government, and fuck every cop,indigo and I'm heading to the top. We indigos and we heading to the top