In the middle of the club, with my shirt off. Screaming I dont give a fuck. Yeah, Im bout to take off, pop another bean, bean. Just to keep me rolling, I eat my whole body.
Dumb diggy, bump Biggie. Til the landlady holler, "Get a haircut, hippie!". The death knell generator entertain a fresh kill. Breath quell dressed like a bloated sack of dead cells.
(Verse One). You replicas overlooking the guidelines of acoustics. Miserable attempts result in miserable conclusions. Paragon pen dragon tactician on freeform.
Jiggy-jabberjaw vitamin idol and primal rages. When bible page verse tidal waves begun (Water one). I wrote the book that shook America to splinters. In a winter wasteland Icicle-bound barren township.
I could make 'em all dance, or I could sleep. I could walk with a limp and make your step feel incomplete. people are made of match sticks, light this bread a flames.
Oh my God. They've got angels sweatin' like Helots. workin' their little halos to the bone combing them deserts. my figure eight knotted. lifeline defined traffic.
Dead men tell no tales.. Up push the daisies 'til the soil is stale. In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sale. Mr. big sleep with the carp and kelp.
Four rooms, a ceiling and a floor but there's more. (close to insanity). A desk with a subtle light, a window and a door. (close to insanity). One bottle of the bluest inks your iris ever saw.
(Chorus). Get up to get down now. Get up to get down now (like this). Get up to get down now (like this). Get up to get down now (alright). I don't wanna do it anymore.
I pilot a lion heart. My polar half's negotiate it (right). Shook upon the difference between tumble weed and sacred,. Read a hostel gospel attributed to land shark Apostle squad.
Don't fool with his cool. . I turn a staff to a snake and back, evade crack. Shake a 5150 in shades and a fake stache. Dirtbike made of 5 worse bikes, uphill.
Take me to the basement. let me count the holes in your foundation. ancient ridicule system alert, kissing my lurk. the perch of rare grimace on iron mask.
I parked on a vacant road, to get away from people and watch the planes approach. Turn the music down, put the windows low. Turn the headlights off, but let the dashboard glow.
Are you ready?. Are you ready?. Are you ready?. Get 'em!. . I'm the man right now. I got the plan right now. Fuck that, I got the world in my hand right now.
Body needs a bat and a black leather to record. Here, take it, get ready. . Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, this is it, ah. The eighteen-wheeler papi, we'll drive it through your living room.
Action Bronson: Who was that one you were telling me about the other evening, you were singin' about the sister in the street gang. Guy: Uh you're talkin' about... damn... say some words that I... I got so much shit.
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1: Action Bronson]. Peel the top off the can of Pellegrino. Lost my money at the tables, but I got it back in Cee-lo. I'm trying to have the bank account with all the 0's.
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