The Concerto of the Desperado. R-double-O-T-S check the flow. If you know like I know then you know the motto. That's all the fake shit got to go. . In the glow of the moon, over the melancholy metro.
When we were introduced by your girl ruth I knew that you got down,. Skin caramel complexion, lips chocolate brown (I'm wonderin now). Ugh would you get huff wit me.