Lyrics:
you get stuck in a funk
I ain't dying on that fucking hill tho
Skeletons in your closet like you're CM Punk
Alcohol ain't got you by your will tho
Why
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Alaska's dad
Got niggas like "DAG!!", flow is like crazy gone mad
And villains gone bad, Punk ass niggas, don't be so Daft
Baby, why you hanging with them
l'Starbucks
Minuit en ville, un 530 SX et c'est pas les Daft Punk
Le putain d'bruit d'la pointeuse, le courant d'air froid du vestiaire
Tu m'paies mes
les keufs te cuisinent
Viens pas ici on t'fuck, re-noi tu vas danser sur d'la funk
Si tu vois deux gars sur un T-Max, non ce sera pas les Daft Punk
l'tour d'la zone, casqué comme les Daft Punk
Les junkies d'la ville s'enfument tout seul à skunk
Reste à ta place pelo, j'vais t'la faire à la-
couture italienne
Quand y a contentieux, sur la moto comme les Daft Punks
Les petits sont dans la rue, ils bicravent, et dansent sur de la funk
Si y
wanna see a trial
kept a job
Kept a bean
Now that's Service witta smile
I get drunk drunk drunk
This is punk punk punk
Bernie worrell but with
on the trunk
In the face of a punk, with a pump
Finna dump mmm, my nigga loved gettin' crunk
Until they found him slumped
By the border with a quarter in his
to his head like Daft Punk
Don't make me open my trunk
Bro got the gas like a skunk
He been servin' from the jump, oh
your caps peeled
You know see
Grab ya Glocks, when you see 2Pac
Call the cops, when you see 2Pac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
playing and I feel like watching
Daft Punk's on so my soul is filled
I can't really tell if I'm pushing up this hill
Or rolling down like the ocean
We want
Daft Punk's Song
Started!
Lip Syncing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Damn Key, you did that
Yeah She got up in the whip
Show you how to get
$hort, don't say it tonight, beeatch
It started on a bright morning in 1987
I was in my drop-to Caddy y'all
Gettin sucked by a bitch named Helen
Nasty
of washed-up jealous-ass punks though
Quit bullshitting 'Pac, flip the funk mode
Makaveli rise, all you niggas die when I come
I'll do some fly shit and be done
on a pint of yak
Hit em with a slap
Hit em with a clapback, harder, faster, stronger
You smoke like a skunk I'm still cranking out hits like I was Daft Punk
Can you funk with it?
Can you funk with it?
Can you funk with it?
Rappers wanna step on the X, then go to shit
I got the mic in my hand and well
jump
You couldn't punk, you couldn't funk funk funk the shit up
My name is Dirt Dog the 18
Millimeter, shoot you up, bust you up
(Fuck fuck, What?) I
Hey, nah ya goin miss up on the G-Funk era,
Ya know we said things won for Warren G, and soon turned superstar
11-10-7 D that was my intro
But
a pile
Everlast is my name, I'm from the House Of Pain
You know that I never play the punk role
'Cause I'm a white Irish man with a funk soul
That's
can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know
And we packin that funk
With a snap and a clap and a jump jump
So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna be
the punks wit' funk
Drop the trunk on them silly bitches
Blast them punks
It's that reality (dan danger times)
It's that reality (dan danger times)
It's that
Hey, nah ya goin' miss up on the G-Funk era,
Ya know we said things won for Warren G, and soon turned superstar
11-10-7 D that was my intro
But
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