Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
the speed of sound
Ooh, it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power
Big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it, I feed
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
drove by
At you house, to take you out 'n outta the town, yeah
How bout now? Lost and found in flowers, yeah)
Oh baby pick up, when I ring your mobile
out of wood
Like goin' up and not comin' down,
Is just like the beat without the sound, no sound
To the beat beat, you do the freak
Everybody just
Met my love after Elohim sewed my ribs closed
With devils sellin' dreams at the
Disco took her hand and
Stumbled toward the exit
Felt the pressure build
out of wood
Like goin' up and not comin' down,
Is just like the beat without the sound, no sound
To the beat beat, you do the freak
Everybody just
Metal-faced clone. Doombot
Am I just a doombot? I don't wanna be a
No compromise. Charge your mobile device
The revolution will be streamed,
And when you get upset
You can spend your breath
Lookin' out the window waitin'
For her footsteps
And not a single dream goes by
Without the pretty little
love is my religion
And I love what I see
I'm not a Christian rapper
I just rap about faith
Without takin' the Bible and throwin'
It in your face
the bridge
Jumped out and dove in the ditch
Broke in a mobile home and stole a stove and fridge
Kidnapped the parents and left the ransom note for the kids
I'm
My Tina Turner-shaped car
Used to be the talk of the town
It was so beautiful by far
And I'd love to drive it around
But now it's just embarrassing
niggas get froze that’s word to quest love
Hell no i can’t rest cause I’m the next up
Making moves like a chess club
My second tape this shit sound like
Your like a drug
I cannot come down
I’m kite without a string
I am so HIGHHHHHH
Like an ego
At the disco
You just fill me up
To the top
Straight
mean that literal
Know it might sound cynical
But the time is critical
And I got love for every living thing but lately been
Gettin so fuckin frustrated
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