Lyrics:
Clear the streets out
Come on with it, ha-ha, Star Trak
Niggas is haters, I'm doin' deals like the majors
Ice Cream sneakers, I signed my first skater
So you can pay three and buy yourself some Bapestas
Bulletproof under t-shirts because they hate us
Do like Snoop say step your game up
Double-decker boat nigga, Meditterane up
D-Class action cuts, tuck your chain up
Liberace fingers, niggas hit Lorraine up
Just last week, I was out in Aspen
Me and Puff hoppin' off the plane, both us laughin'
A week before that, I was out in Italy
Italian heart throbs could not get rid of me
Up in Donatella's crib, me and like ten hoes
Call from the cell phone, give me that Enzo
I know what your thinkin' yeah me too
Okay, everybody meet Mr.
Clear the streets out
Come on with it, ha-ha, Star Trak
Niggas is haters, I'm doin' deals like the majors
Ice Cream sneakers, I signed my first skater
So you can pay three and buy yourself some Bapestas
Bulletproof under t-shirts because they hate us
Do like Snoop say step your game up
Double-decker boat nigga, Meditterane up
D-Class action cuts, tuck your chain up
Liberace fingers, niggas hit Lorraine up
Just last week, I was out in Aspen
Me and Puff hoppin' off the plane, both us laughin'
A week before that, I was out in Italy
Italian heart throbs could not get rid of me
Up in Donatella's crib, me and like ten hoes
Call from the cell phone, give me that Enzo
I know what your thinkin' yeah me too
Okay, everybody meet Mr.
If I can paint it
It'd be too heavy to hang it from the nail in the wall
Dangerously danglin', sick with the languages
Speakin' pangolin down at the animal mall, oh
He who answered the call
The most cancelled rapper who rappin' never happened to fall
Wanna subdue Lu like Max Verstappen
Take him off the track and lap him, I see the devil clappin' his claws
But this what happens after applause
If rappin' was blacked, call this rappin' from the back of a broad
This style of rappin's called pattern and pause
Still a one-man class action trapped in his cause, yeah
Stay focused, keep grindin'
Follow the mission
Don't stop 'til you get there
When you think you there, keep goin'
Keep grindin', hustle
Uh, I'm a different type of nigga fulfilled
Say the word, nigga is a trigger, so chill
I'm like, "Why keep nigga concealed?
Maybe we should begin at the beginning
Sounds fine to me
Dinosaurs came in all colors
They were creatures with different features
Had to teeth to eat ya, they made beds called nests
And laid eggs after they had sex inside 'em
Whether they ate plants or meat is how you could divide 'em
And the Flintstones, they, they used to ride 'em
With tails particularly good for slidin'
But in real life, it probably didn't go down like that (rah)
They probably didn't sound like that, but maybe close
If we are to believe Noah, they didn't really know how to make boats
And they drowned like that
Via paleontology, fossily is how they mostly found like that
Bones in the stones, that's if you soil-dig
But if you oil-rig, they warm up the homes
Power up the cars
In Jurassic Park, it was a zone full of clones
They say they death came from the stars
That asteroid flew down and blowed up the grown
The babies too, the whole family
The entire Brady crew bit the dust like food from the floor
Just imagine one day
All the Cruncheroos was just removed from the store
And not just shooed off the stage, but booed off the tour
If they had lawyers, they coulda sued something for sure
Class actions when that happens, you know the rules
Objection sustained, wrap the snap and gets overruled
Respect the court, this ain't your condo in Toronto
They ran in packs, Brontosaurus ran in hers
Pterodactyls was the birds
The prehistoric conceptual source of the Mighty Morphin' combo
Word, uh, it gets rangerous
Come hit the museum if you wanna hang with us
But mostly just the skeletons
Now if you wanna use brain cave space as a metric for intelligence
Then Tyrannosaurus Rex wasn't the smartest of the smartest
But you wouldn't wanna box with the short-armed carnivorous martial artist
You ain't gotta be the sharpest saw to slice the sausage
Of the largest ninja star in all of Harlem
To carve a part into a target, if we arguin'
They say they where we get chickens from
So which came first, ancestors or the chicken's sons?
We twist and pop Henny, gettin wet on the daily, and
Peers get chilly, turnin macks fully
Now they bandin, court rehanded and got remanded, faught
A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V
And send me up a hub to a state facilities
What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf
Or wait until my time served and get released
Cool, back on the streets I seen some old drama
I still hold heat to send your ass straight to trauma
These kids started to drilling like they ready and willing
I gave em exactly no time to switch feelings
Pulled out, to my man, look out
Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this here
Seventy-two like as if I was back on the top
Hours of thinkin about how I'ma tip they ass up out the basket
Beligerant glass heads, I'm bashing
No knowledge of the man nor his action
Class now is session, "Soldiers boys, today's aim is: Never show your heat
And don't flame it"
You playin life, wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all common laws
What, speed on and Peed on
Chorus
(now the evening has come to a close
and I've had my last dance with you
so on to the empty streets with me
and it might be my last chance with you
so I might as well get it over with
the things I have to say
won't wait until another day)
Shut up
Whoooooo
Whoooooo
Whoooooo
Check this out
The Fabulous structure that's coaxed out of rubbles puddles splash
Mechanisms burn with beeping sounds that own their humans sold as
ruthless rounds of radio dust, Cranial mush, men get flattened out
radials spun on dusted combatant joust
after house of the dead heads fled, it's just the city moans
Malignant kid in it with sentence of sinister conferred
Magna-funk asbestos, the best at closed-quarters shit
Some will gravitate to the falcon and burn in wordlessness
hangin' with the herd is my joy
we buoy ordertake employ
When the farmers feed the murder rate ploy
we stow collected rebel factions in dirt and just follow
the citizens all love to be loved, we just follow
figure they ate the kids, homey
so fuck em save the adults
Kids are patriotic, robotic, operate catapults
And goose-step over innocence
Vagrant of Reaganomics phasing
Read the books that will burn at the barn raising
(Independent like a fuck) (Oh, Jesus)
You misinterpreted that Funcrush shit
So man, funcrush this
spectacular dawning of the heardthinner faction where distraction is bliss
Tyrell took a sabatical but back for the new semester (rockin that)
class action suit from the Laundromat of velour and pressed polyester
American history exo-bytes cypher with the tainted offspring, gimme nodos quick
you need to haul that mega-dumb style to the antique roadshow, bitch
the system bleeds for the radio angry, rock that wound aesthetic
the name of this routine is live at man you just don't get it
please try to compartmentalize my dick
with a little bit a that bitch hubris
when the ritalin starts to fade I might get lucid
every mindfuck i handout comes with a free month of internet access
and an updated year 2003 version of the mega clapper (you know the drill, clap off)
this is the third installment of a prequel that was never written right
filmed with that classic Brooklyn magic, without Lucasarts graphics
rendered cuddly comic relief creatures or terrible child actors
get off that jade elephant, you're stoned, and remember everything backwards
I answer to God
No entity, man-made machine, no fraud
I'm the CEO so see me go far
No rap, no cap, that's facts, it's Dax
I can't deny it
Why try it I'm a veteran
I don't know why you hyping like you better than
And you can try and hide it but no
I'm kinda psychic like Eleven is
A lot of rappers writing, but they type is quite repetitive
I'm selfish with the bars
In private life I'm generous
I can't entertain y'all silly diatribes and rhetoric
The game's a motherfucker we idolize an oedipus
Tell leadership that we we desire higher benefits
I'm holding my breath
Y'all know the rest
Older ex member show up
Still hoping we coalesce
It's over, go with regret
They say that all of that hate is affecting your brain chemistry
Uh I tell them that they can expect the same energy
Yeah, came to collect and drain
Taking your breath away
They caress your flesh and then take a rest in the Everglades
Favored and decorated greater when separated
Every day and second I gave it labor and effort made it yeah
I been way too generous and general people all on my genitals
Mentally bent and the fentanyl's hit and got no sense at all
And pimple popped that incident thinking we just defending it
Internets undefeated and exposing secrets so intimate
Don't lead too far away into it
Gotta flip with a dismount
Don't flinch when it gets out
Everybody, anybody been getting it Krizz for the discount
But me and N9NA the payday
On the way with Mike and may day
They say us get the boot and shoot
And you believe what they say
Stacks with Dax, we get plaques, y'all relaxing
Relax, don't make me act black bout that action
Rap class with bad ass kids and tongue lashing
Get your fat ass in bed by ten and quit rapping
And easily could make a nonbeliever say it's so
It's a sequel but it's equal to the shit I said before
It's okay if you just say what you say, you don't really know
You need some proof, you need some proof
Let Kali Baby say it's so uh
I ain't even gotta say nothin'
'Cause I stay bussin', never nay bluffin'
All you gotta do is hit the play button, I'ma spray glutton
Don't you worry 'bout the pay cut & who the A. fuckin'
I'm vajay crushin', but I'm lay hushin'
Raise up and then I'm way buzzin' when I'm hey puffin', cray clutchin'!
The dark side of the moon looks like an
Only child who can't fit into place
The dark side of the moon looks like
A single mother bruises on her face
The dark side of the moon looks
Like somebody’s sister yelling out "rape"
The dark side of the moon is
Eminent because you can’t escape fate
Yeah, the dark side of the moon
Tommy was young
Tommy had everything you could want as
An adolescent except for having fun
Tommy was young
Susceptible to all the repercussions of being
A drunk fathers only son tommy was dumb
Get your ass in that room till I
Come back you piece of shit
But dad would never come tommy was dumb
Students would laugh at him and attack him
After their classes until Tommy would run
Tommy was numb
Too many years of feeling degraded now hatred
Is the only feeling that comes
Tommy was numb fuck this
Ran into his high school tommy's got a gun
The dark side of the moon looks like an
Only child who can't fit into place
The dark side of the moon looks like
A single mother bruises on her face
The dark side of the moon looks
Like somebody’s sister yelling out "rape"
The dark side of the moon is
Eminent because you can’t escape fate
Yeah, the dark side of the moon
Hailey's in love
But Hailey's in 7th grade entertaining and
Dating a 21 year old scrub hailey's in love
Bailing on class to give him some action in
The back of his daddy’s old truck
Now Hailey threw up
A couple weeks after their interaction
Guess her man didn’t use no glove
Hailey knew but couldn’t bear it to watch
The parents she loved
And cherished see their little
Girl knocked up hailey's school bus
Got the word about what happened now even the
Faculty is whispering that she’s a slut
Hailey's in love but Hailey's more afraid of
Being hated now her
And her baby brainless in the tub, damn
Давай вниз, get down
Она хочет пить из меня
Полный дом stuff'a, bitch, I'm gangsta
Не подкуривая прыгнул в S-class
Весь салон в дыму, знакомый action
Убило в тачке, я похож на Экса
Полный дом stuff'a, bitch, I'm gangsta
Не подкуривая прыгнул в S-class
Весь салон в дыму, знакомый action
Убило в тачке, я похож на Экса (Я-я)
Я уже её видел где-то
Size буква из моего name'а
Как обычно скинет джинсы
Танцует будто strip dancer
Её пирсинг бличит сильно
На носу блестит иней
В темноте бличит сильно
Я всё равно тебя вижу
В темноте бличит сильно
Я всё равно тебя вижу
Полный дом stuff'a, bitch, I'm gangsta
Не подкуривая прыгнул в S-class
Весь салон в дыму, знакомый action
Убило в тачке, я похож на Экса
Полный дом stuff'a, bitch, I'm gangsta (Gangsta)
Не подкуривая прыгнул в S-class (В S-class)
Весь салон в дыму, знакомый action (Action)
Убило в тачке, я похож на Экса (Экса)
Eye for an eye the only price I'll pay
Another 100 dead and another pay day
Family torn apart with their son in the morgue
Fucking rich scumbag buys a new Porsche
Slapped on the wrist while another goes down
Round and round, round and round
30 million banked with blood on his hands
All rise it's time to take the stand
Class action won't do
Street action is due
X's 4
Class action fuck won't do
Street action is due
X's 2
Business there's no control on the cost, now you're in the red with your life written off
It's just business, there's no control on the cost, now you're in the red with your life written off
Manufactured death at a manufactured price
Eye for an eye, life for a life
White collared crime is now a red collared crime
Your blood is the payout your life is the fine
You put a price on the innocent dead
Who sets the price on the blood you shed
You put a price on the innocent dead
Who sets the price on the blood that you shed
Class action won't do
Street action is due
X's 4
Class action fuck you
Street action is due
X's 2
All rise the judge is here
You put a price of the innocent dead
I set the price on the blood that you shed
Fuck you, lying reasons
Niggas switch up man
Their game in all seasons
Burner on the stove cause the case is cold
Turn the heat up
Just like when you got beat up
Niggas get class action, where my rights at?
Trying to get the gun clapping
Know what i'm saying?
This is all rap, you could understand this
Pussy niggas go to hell with
Them 30 round clips, bitch
I'm balling with my niggas all day
I'm balling with my niggas all day
This a bar mitzvah bitch
I said, this a bar mitzvah bitch
Yeah, BasedGod
I take a nigga back for the interview
Hit him one time, now he back on the pavement
Got one timed nigga
Now I'm back on the pavement
Got crossed two times where the
Mac and the K went
Infrared nigga all in the basement
Do what I do nigga, man I never was
Put the Glock on you nigga, don't erase it
Speed up like I'm racing
Got a little speed, look like raisins
You know what I'm saying?
Lady, I said espresso, snaps fingers
You know, my boyfriend ran off with some stripper
Barista's a conniving b word
Still paying child support, so why should I tip her
What did you say behind my back
Tell me where the manager's at
K-A-R-E-N
Hey, you misspelled my name, get your Sharpie and do it again
K-A-R-E-N
If you don't have something nice to say, then don't say anything
K-A-R-E-N
I am Paris Hilton, Kylie Jenner, Kim Kardashian
K-A-R-E-N
I am a broken-hearted diva in mom jeans clothing
Hey, asswipe, where's my coffee, fists on table
You know, my boyfriend took my Netflix subscription away
Barista, I didn't order hazel
Can't watch Grey's Anatomy, so why should I care at all
You thought I didn't hear that
Tell me where the supervisor's at
K-A-R-E-N
Hey, you misspelled my name, get your Sharpie and do it again
K-A-R-E-N
If you don't have something nice to say, then don't say anything
K-A-R-E-N
I am Paris Hilton, Kylie Jenner, Kim Kardashian
K-A-R-E-N
I am a broken-hearted diva in mom jeans clothing
No attitude
Just a class action lawsuit
No excuses
I'm just like background music
No plate, no napkin
Knives made of plastic
And I pay your taxes
With fast food passion
No dimes, no quarters
Doll, where's my order
And your tip gets shorter
Can someone record her
K-A-R-E-N
Hey, you misspelled my name, get your Sharpie and do it again
K-A-R-E-N
If you don't have something nice to say, then don't say anything
K-A-R-E-N
I am Paris Hilton, Kylie Jenner, Kim Kardashian
K-A-R-E-N
I am a broken-hearted diva in mom jeans clothing
No attitude
Just a class action lawsuit
No excuses
I'm just like background music
Everybody's downtown
Everybody's downtown
Everybody's downtown on the Golden Strip
Hot box, foxy teaser
Thrill Kill's got mondo fever
Wild-eyed child of fury
In bed for bread, dirty beatnik movie
Night world, red light gamblers
Outlaws and way-out dancers
Who do you think that you are?
Mad, mod world-class superstars!
Camera! Action! Bring on the beat
Bomb Gang Girlz really turn up the heat
Camera!
Reality sets in how do we prevent this
Getting out of hand bout to lose independence
Strip the declared set God-given rights
A creation of man for the non-risen plight
Power to the poor we can't do this anymore
Bout to file a class action bait and switched lure
Why don't any presidents sign up to fight wars
Maybe cause we're dropping bombs progressing and past swords
Now the fucking cowards devoured up all funds
Till an arms race coming inheriting more guns
While they're sending their votes the same old tenure they boast
And they can order any troops for invading the coast
Bodies on Normandy what the fuck was the cost
They put a price up on the lives and souls that still lost
Gone by the finish and couldn't see that we won
I'm thinking too many people had letters they had lost sons
Screaming like the banshees but you can't understand me
New world order jeopardized we're left to vigilantes
Withered can't be pollinated give it to the foundry
Ones who got us into this I'm sure they're resting soundly
What is a king but without the crown
Tearing at the walls and bring em down
Trace the schematic and rig the assembly
Letters are not cutting it we gotta act directly
How are defectors allowed to live
Those who had elections around us did
Imma level the city facility to admit me
But nah the populace's pity ain't enough to acquit me
Play tit for tat bitch stop with the cap
And there ain't much worse than a cop with no badge
Lighter your skin the less trouble you're in
And with a flexible religion better double your sins
Famine to the rich turn the place with a switch
Put the bombs on the beams and we're blowing up the bridge
We don't need a checkpoint wanna see their neck joints
Broken while they hang high look at who they exploit
Nothing for the aid no favors been made
For the groups of the people and victims that were preyed
Dirt's what ya earned bout to hurt from the jets
In a no fly zone alert them from the west
Keep em apart keep em equally separate
With the blind rage and I'm keeping it temperate
Bigot with the privilege talk skin tone
You don't wanna head down through the yellow brick road
Screaming like the banshees but you can't understand me
New world order jeopardized we're left to vigilantes
Withered can't be pollinated give it to the foundry
Ones who got us into this I'm sure they're resting soundly
What is a king but without the crown
Tearing at the walls and bring em down
Trace the schematic and rig the assembly
Letters are not cutting it we gotta act directly
How are defectors allowed to live
Those who had elections around us did
Imma level the city facility to admit me
But nah the populace's pity ain't enough to acquit me
Good
Now let's get down to business
Try not to blow up on the
Track like how your kids did
Oh, don't worry, I need to use no concoctions
Bеcause you choked beforе I could get
My deadly neuro talks in
This is what the crass hot mascot has got?
Sat, watched as the class
Fought wanna comment that
I have a trash bod
I can sever this selling out this teddy
Down to the center, leave him half off
Doesn't matter which brat
Thot is masterminding
Aperture is capping you
You have exactly zero action
In your vast class action suit's
That's tragic (True)
Your writing is bombing, your demise
Is calling on Junko's phone
I got the flowing for science you monster
Your master's a masochist to the bone
Things aren't so black and
White fightning mono-a-Monokuma
Blast you to space with all
The other obnoxious tumors
For a Disk Operating System
I thought you could spin a track greater
But you wrote a verse more inane
Than the walls in Ratt's lair
You think you'd be a goddess with
Your toxic neuro gas shake up
But in the climax of your story
The world was feeling BlackMesa!
Can't deny, fact, mm, mm-mm, coochie, na-na-na, waitin' years, I know me too
Moves on to the next one, quick, quick, it's time, new boo, dribbling, you're sick
Went deep, penetrated, yeah, hemorrhage, feel the pain, go faster, faster, get the bend
Sink or swim, sink it deep, a submarine, odyssey, brains, explode, you mistreated me
Lost your life on air, deplete, no tank, it's a freezer, bitches, season, lifting
Boosting, my style, bitches, knock off, knock it off, I can go on and on, na-na-na, on and
On, so sad, but true, mm, didn't give me much, but I spew, mm, go to part two, could've been
Me and you, time's up, Nikki brand new, new, new, new, all along, didn't you, stage, set
Beautiful life, beautiful kids too, ain't mad that you passed up on the original
Livin' in regrets, me too, not over you, same thing played out, repeating my check, one
Two, three, my I'm the motherfuckin' itch and you keep on the beast, beautiful lady, genius
Genius, gets it done, no guessing, look me up, do your research, man, looked you up
Found nothing, look for you, guard it, found you, discard it, don't worry, it's not over
Yet, just wanted to hold you, soothe your pain, hop a plane, stand by, not your side piece
Be a stylist, keep you clean, heart and mind your everything, love divine, getting old
Stop wasting time, my old style, it's in her rhyme, a hopper step, don't like the temp
Don't like the cold, time to move on, never know, mm, it's not a word, it's a sound, at
Least I heard, but did you hear, after I smacked, didn't mean I smashed, no, painting yours
To the core, man, give it to Barbie, hard and fast, bomb a clap, pussy, hold up, my music
Feel the blast, the bass, it's hard in any class, can't use names, need class, action
Pay attention, class is in session, welcome, first day's lesson, I see through you, no
Cheating, pass the test, man, be honest, no stress, man, loved you long time, simply the
Best, man, translated, no rest, man, shit's hard, I understand, yeah, words for me, I'm
An island alone in the vast sea, your mermaid vibes looking for legs, set me free, send
Me a king who can sing, lot of mercy, fighting war and violence, it's what they preaching
Cut them off, no reaching, Nikki Don, leave a message, the beep, beep, beep, pull up once
More, see, go to part two, song complete
Yeah
Ugh
S-Class
Swen
SWENDALences
FuccaBrokeHoe
Verse 1
Wake up every morning blow weed
Take a strech then calculate my scheme
How we gon live the American dream?
We ain’t make it to the party, she got other plans
Know I gotta keep it hush, she got other mans
Never played ball, still I got a max tho
Run the contract, shorty know it’s tax tho
And she slide for a boss, gotta see one
Tax season know her ex get a refund
Money season and we know she probably need a bag
Know the social couldn’t fool me I could see the gag
And I seen it from a mile, ass on whooty-wow
And she never seen the port, but she love it now
And she never met the gang, but she with the gang
And I know we not the same, but we still the same
See me rollin with a band like Cobain
Shorty send me hella nudes like lo mein
And you know I need the cash at the door man
New crib got a balcony and doorman
We was popping in the port, we needed more
Fuck a thousand, need a milly and some more
Fuck a C class, nigga need a S-550
Shorty saw me looking, said “The ass come with me”
We could take a trip, first class come with me
We could take a trip, first class
Action, we was making bands off of passion
Askin' shorty why she only into fashion
I can probably get her friend, shorty lacking
Laughing on my way to the bank, dashin!
Ever since first grade pussy magnet
Hunnies up my sleeve
Black magic
Bully fat chick
Pull her tits out her rainbow dash jacket
Kicked out class
Who the fuck snitched
Stupid ass prick
Ready for action
Your class action laughable
Lowered the case so the punishment ain't capitol
Guilty of living black
Honkies hide their valuables
And say I'm poor taste like cat piss and alcohol
Blood clot
What's good
What not
Look right
Mugshot
Pig whip
Dot dot
You suck
Ok
Bomb drop
D-day
Been fresh
Subway
WYBORN
DUGWAY
Con artist in training
So lemme taint you a painting
Was breaking hearts
Still, they call me their favorite
What can I say
Can't tie me down I got no patience
Rather fuck the nation
These nazi accusations
Only aid my aspirationS
Ya bitch
Trying to wreck me
Y'all fucked up
I'm serious
Fake humanitarians
Bitch I live off bread and cheerios
Black exterior
I myself is superior
I'm not racist but
All you other niggas inferior
Get some new material
Blood clot
What's good
What not
Look right
Mugshot
Pig whip
Dot dot
You suck
Ok
Bomb drop
D-day
Been fresh
Subway
WYBORN
Miss me with that Destitute
I'll only say my pledge allegiance if ya chest salute
Look
Caucasian Hill where I went to school
White girl we introduced
She called me a rapist
So they boot me out the institute
Show me a patriot
And I'll show you a terrorist
My klan mask reminds me I'm ashamed to be American
Been feeling kinda down since I killed my therapist
Life's a roller coaster
I guess I'll hang myself from this ferris wheel
Blood clot
What's good
What not
Look right
Mugshot
Pig whip
Dot dot
You suck
Ok
Bomb drop
D-day
Been fresh
Subway
WYBORN
DUGWAY
Laughing at past talent cast down
Black brown and unmasked malice
Threats of violence converge he blurting out
Can't hit thy ear drums shatterproof
Joules required your words to get my nerves
So mighty you might hurt your mouth
Got it on lock like pit bulls with the bite down
Shit so damn fly I just float a golden kite
Cuz I'm a
Real nigga
Right nigga
Dope nigga
Tight nigga
Caucies sang along
But that's alright nigga.
4 THE FEW
It's DUGWAY from the dirt
So let me introduce
Too familiar with child services and drug abuse
Stronger than a bridge
But I'm stupider than interlude
Spitting radiation so my style you can't reproduce
Running round in circles like an inner tube
All niggas are stars
Throat be hurting
Shit I think I need some Betelgeuse
Nigga always winning
That's why name start with W
I'm a super villain
My ambitions are to trouble you
Big picture Like Hubble
My canvas is the universe
Shitty rappers Writing one bar
Call it their uni-verse
Asking me for features
Shoot em down
Don't get your feelings hurt
Sad bitch asked me if I miss her
Now she feeling worse
Growing like a tumor
Til I reach Amy Schumer
This planet threw the definition of humor
Into the fucking
Sewer
Your mind is like manure
My gold rings stick on my fingers like
Fish stick to a lewer
Jump me in my digs
Now they gotta clean his bedpan
Keep 'em coming
Wear these babies out
Like a headband
Askin me to hang
Bitch this ain't pointy head klan
DROPTOP special
Turning niggas into HEDMAN
I guess we were better off apart
didn't try to break your heart
(travel 'cross the world)
fashion! class!
action, yeah!
so much racks!
so much bands!
why you look so down? yo!
sad about what?
I'm not on any those lower vibes, yeah
I gotta show them my way!
More class, score pass
Baby gotta pause for the rations
Nope, fresh, forced that
Found em on a bridge bouto jump off
Thats sporadic
Educational music that I'm rapping
O you got take a Knee, & Grow, we gon Kapernick the fraction
Who Building African American World for the masses
Solving Class Action
7 more I'm in that
49 I'm Impressed
98 we killed them
99 still care bout it
132 the whip back
57 build my facts
Oo
Yeahh
Yeah Ooo
Say something mi lava, with your pesos
Lil first time pick a time in between time
Mepūta, Casaba, off Mi Amor
Oh sha sha Inka like a fold on the Ms.
7 more I'm in that
49 I'm Impressed
98 we killed them
99 still care bout it
132 the whip back
57 build my facts
More Factual
Looking like a page out a magic book
Nigga looking animal
Tagging em all on the gram
like ones that's yours
Jumping OC2
In pond making moshi moves
Hold it down, we still not losing
That's condensed into me so OVA
He still moving
Fallies
Uzo to the My Love
Don't Chally Me
Night time in a mosh pit , wanna Brawley
Better close it
Chosen
Fireworks, Jubilee
Went down at Rio
Turned into Salud
7 more I'm in that
98 we killed them
99 still care bout it
132 the whip back
57 build my facts
Ooo Hold
Kou, Ooo
AI Ooo
Ooo, Lava
Siamo i rapper del boom bap
Quelli con cento spini e per te nessuno cunda
Oh damn
Sempre in mezzo alla tundra
E una mappa così grande che è per tutta la cumpa
Okay
Tutta la banda ti illustra
Già dal primo sguardo che non puoi fare truffa
Lo sai
Che siamo i rapper del boom bap
E finché starai con noi bro sarai sulla via giusta
Yessir ecco boombap education
Da 16100 dai 10 alla location
La mia squadra rappa e starta una class action
Fa solo soldi in nero tu crediti PlayStation
DIFFIDATI TIPO ULTRAS SIAMO I RAPPER DEL BOOMBAP
ENTRO FORTE A GAMBA TESA COME RADJA NAINGGOLAN
SONO IN GIRO ANCHE DI NOTTE CON IL GELO CON I RAGA IN GIRO
VI MANDIAMO TUTTI A CASA CON IL CAPO CHINO
Pezzi di nogra mi si accomodano in tasca
Ma quale collanazza?
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Smokin' Fool
Lyrics by Hal Pollock
I started smokin' when I was just a teen
Two packs a day and a couple in between
Kept right on smokin' for another thirty years
Ain't nothin' better than a smoke and an ice cold beer
But now my doctors tell me that
Something's just ain't right
I got these spots down on my lungs
I'm coughing through the night
And maybe I won't be here for my children and my and wife
‘Cause it looks like I am headed for the battle of my life
I'm smokin, chokin'
Smokin and a chokin' all the time
I'm smokin, chokin'
One more cigarette and I'll be fine
Now I'm a plaintiff in a class action suit
Some folks squawk that I'm just in it for the loot
But all the lawyers get to keep all of the cash
Me I'd settle for two cartons, I can add em' to my stash
Lord I swear that today I'm gonna quit
Soon as I finish this one last cigarette
But then I remember how good it all can be
And it's hi diddle diddle, it's the addict's life for me
So light up a tribute to this sorry Smokin' Fool
Who left too soon but, man, he was cool
And write this on my stone to remember who I am
"Here lies a man who smoked and he didn't give a damn"
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