Lyrics:
funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey
Because I drink it anytime and anyplace
When it's time to get ill I pour it on my face
Monkey
funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey
Because I drink it anytime and anyplace
When it's time to get ill I pour it on my face
Monkey
account went broke and my heart did too
Life grabbed me by the fucking neck and it said Start New
So this is my rebirth, about to rise like the phoenix
we share
Special times alone (ahh)
Just don't ever change
'Cause I'm so into you
And you know it feels good , know that you're by my side (yeah)
going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well, let the boys
going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well, let the boys
sympathy, yeah
Oh baby, oh baby, I just need your tender lovin'
To keep me sane in this burnin' oven
When my time is up be my rebirth
Like I was worth
I'm going underground (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well let the boys all
Yessir I'll be fine on my own sir
Counting stacks counting bricks on my lonesome
Brass it out, imma trap while the feds watch
Nigga fuck it, Imma
waitin' on music
But the DJ rambled and sang
And it was blowin' in a brass sky
But it won't rain
A bright-eyed woman on the hour
Brings a glass
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
favourite song
76 Trombones start singing
And the brass keeps ringing
And the bass makes everyone move
Then I don't mind staying
If the band keeps playing
his pride
I said I wasn't going far
And I let him carry my guitar.
Then along come a mermaid, said "Come sing me a song,
And I'll stop the band
brass band of gratitude
Not quite dormant in my belly
It said so in a human voice
"Bellow forth"
And who among us could ignore such odd
And precise
tossed around band
Names i wrote out a list of names, including
"Paramore", a name my old
Band with Taylor and jason Clark had thought
About using
honey
Oh honey
Let me take you to Alexander's
Grand stand brass band
Ain't you coming along?
Come on and hear
Come on and hear
Alexander's
could've bought some rural land
But I'm a city slicker spilling liquor on my girls pants
Asking for another chance at writing songs for her romance
So I
voice muffled as ya legs buckle
I'm punching in with brass knuckles
You don't know
What
You got into
When you put your hands in my pockets
We don't
for sure
Sure, they don't want to beef with my physique or my .44
Sure, life is sweet, I'm by the beach, sand all on the feet
By the seat, the time
of plight
Upon my desolation comes my rebirth"
The passage came to a temporary end
A fierce atmosphere bestowed unfamiliar reception
Increasing air pressure
concepts, new tools, new weapons
By analyzing the past, Sage can project into the future
I used to think that rappers had it figured out
Brass Monkey,
have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song
And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in
a song? Wouldn't even smoke no bud with ya (haha)
I was screamin' "So Icy" and was a neighborhood nigga (brr)
This AR is my back up 'cause I don't need
a song? Wouldn't even smoke no bud with ya (haha)
I was screamin' "So Icy" and was a neighborhood nigga (brr)
This AR is my back up 'cause I don't need
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