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viel Spaß!"
Takeshi, Yamaha, Sushi-Bar, Hongkong
Kung Fu, Honda, Mit'subishi, Tom Tom
Hyundai, Kawasaki, Shanghai, Nippon
Shaolin, Samurai, Karaoke,
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
I'm just another Russell Group punk
Just another Distrokid kid
Just another dime-store Tom Verlaine
Waiting for my 15 seconds of fame
When the child
Days Of 49
~~~~~~~~~~
Im old tom moore from the bummers shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares
a Harley (oh shit)
I'm just tryna to smoke a blunt, no Bacardi
Doin' a buck eighty in my new 'Rari (vroom)
Roll up, spark up, like I'm Bob Marley
Get high
Bob with the beat. Mob with team
I'm wanna be next up I'm not, but I might be
All the way to the top now sight see
Sit back I'm chillin like an ICEE
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a gin shot too, but what cares I for praise ?
I
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like
'em the Tony, pass 'em the Oscar
From the new school rappers
Yeah I'm the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah
make a fresh painting of my head
Then I hung out with a king and a queen
And the queen put me down with her polo team
The way I scored points all
pass 'em the Oscar
From the new school rappers, yeah I'm the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob
row in a Tom Ford poncho, yeah (Yeah)
My bitch sit Indian style, yeah
Smokin' on Runtz by the pound (smokin' on Runtz)
Young niggas crazy put switch
más charco como Tom Sawyer
Guerrero de galaxia como fue Bob Roger
Y aquí le traigo un viaje chula pa' que emboye
Y que la estruje
yo no la obligué
the bigger picture I'll
Put you six feet under
Go to talk to Bob Ross
Painted so vividly
Sold for a Mil a piece
Over in Sicily, Italy
(Top Drop Top drop
Last season these two teams were on fire, and have continued their excellent form into the new season. As we all know, things can get
a little hot down
Then they throw you in the news
Have you used and abused
Lost dazed and confused
Codeine sippin help bring you the views
Ppl laugh don't even kno
más charco como Tom Sawyer
Guerrero de galaxia como fue Bob Roger
Y aquí le traigo un viaje chula pa' que emboye
Y que la estruje
yo no la obligué
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they
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