Lyrics:
behind computers, but they really don't want it
"Shouldn't have gave that nigga shit, son", you're right about that
Girl, we used to rock tough, live
don't fight or fuss
If, you, want to rock with us
Our talent's with us, so with us leave your trust
Get to the show train cab or bus cause we're
Call me a priest how I make the word last
And I'll post it on TikTok
You The Thing by the way that body rock
Feeling yourself that's on wank sock
Pull
we'll make a movie
But we're probably never goin' on a date (aye)
I'm motivated by the money, money motivate me
I always got my mind on it (mind)
I
That go by the name of
Well, let it all come down!
Let it all come crashing down!
'Cause we're ready!
To rock it steady!
We're gonna dance,
Bonfire" by Nikolai Astrup
That shines on my computer screen in 2017 in the awful July night
The house is finally quiet and still with the child asleep
don't fight or fuss
If, you, want to rock with us
Our talent's with us, so with us leave your trust
Get to the show train cab or bus cause we're
don't fight or fuss
If, you, want to rock with us
Our talent's with us, so with us leave your trust
Get to the show train cab or bus cause we're
sin
We were protected by the police crime wave
Gangster computer with a bloodied touch
There were so many of us
Or not enough
Or maybe much too
thirty-three years
My girl's been limin' it biz
Y'all niggas sniff lines in the stairs
German beers, Heineken, Beck's, Bud for you rednecks
Milwaukee's best,
and then repeat this track
But, in the past, I used to smack dudes by the way they'd act
But, food I never jacked--that reminds me, I could use a snack
cause I'm not about to break his neck
Surely there's a more peaceful way to get your damn revenge
Well sure you can hack
Hack into his damn computer
Steal
Recalling days in front computers FL studio was lit
You walk right over touch my shoulder & congratulate on this gift
You said you heard the music
I was raised by the internet because
By age twelve I had only ever made two real friends
Seven states apart, a thousand miles between
My dad would
simple
Goin' all out doing the most, she want a lil' bit of attention
Gave her something long and rigid now she wanna me by misses
My shoes tied, I ain't
problems
The Romans did
By inventing and improving their technology
Hold on, technology, isn't that to do with computers and stuff
Yes but the word
Carry into a new fold
Where society is going pro
Where the cons are actually as cold as snow
Season change go row by row
Till they all go blow by blow
gainfully pursuin, winnin comin shoe, people screamin, don't do it
mash on the gas, hit the button fast like, computer age, bounce, bop, call it hip hop
I
feeling bold
I let them take hold
Gonna be a rock star, a famous actor,
A brilliant director, just for good measure
I'll see the future with my
translation of mira lo que has hecho en mí (look what
You have made in me)
Translated by computer and edited by adam agonis
The moon was sometime
A rock
Finesse, keep a Tech-9 in my dresser
Lyrical professor, keep you under pressure
Mind like a computer, the inserter
Paragraphs of murder, the nightclub
Rock Salt Music - Sync Roster
Future Royalty - Music and Placements
Izzy's Koala World Music
Demo Love by Rock Salt Music
Only Chance We Get
02:54
[Esoteric]
My blows landed, those they froze stranded
Most by most branded, for life I'm precise
These so-called perfectionists must have no
thirty-three years
My girl's been limin' it biz, ya'll niggaz sniff lines in the stairs
German beers, Heiniken, Beck's, Bud for you rednecks (yee-hah!)
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