Lyrics:
a heavy metal riff
And bitch that's the thing
I can do what I want
So don't you group me with punks
That's only rapping fast to rhyme words
I won't be
rusza się jak idzie wielkie słuchawy ma
A na uszach leci Prodigy na zmianę z Daft Punk
I gdy widzisz jak się słodko krząta
To ta chwila kiedy Krycha już
might just see that, you might just see
If you want to hear Daft Punk maybe go to Paris
If you want to hear Bocelli go to Italy
If you want to go
the pockets. I'm living to die.
Niggas talk fly till I walk by
And pop something. you motherfuckers forgot something I'm not fronting.
This ain't rap.
deepest self like a wise monk
In my ear melodies of Daft Punk
"One More Time"
Out of reality we have fun
Lord, dilated pupils shows your world different
players, but now I'm on some gangsta shit
What possessed this motherfucker to try to punk me?
What possessed this motherfucker to tell me fuck me?
Guess
benzodiazepine
Tra noi occhi giapponesi eh si due cinesine
Pam pam ballo il can can
Dopo un pampero Daft Punk
Senza faccia e il casco nemmeno
with Daft Punk
But with elephant trunks
Like Death From Above
But only playing funk like...
Imagine us together
On a yellow sub
In a dubstep club
With
brother peace to my enemies
Fuck all them punk bitches that wanna limit me
I know they all scared because none of them near me
My value is verified by
We come to hit you with a sock full of funk
Under your eye, next to your nose, punk
It's funky like skunk blunts, stunk like funk cunt
I come
I don't give a fuck
They done push me to the limit the more I live
I might blow up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon
'm down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just
when I feel down
They scrape my insides off the floor and skin up from the ground
Pieced together like a craft, feelin' punk but no daft
I love
to be the boss
Hustlin', movin', punks gettin' tossed
Stop, it's cocked move back
Don't make a move or I'll drop you in your tracks
Growin', blowin',
'm down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just
more
I just let 'em talk
Let 'em talk
I vibe in the club with my shorts on
You think you look sick, You look all wrong
Used to be in a field, Rockports
a glock, the one with the 17 shots
Nicknamed Smith & Wessun
Gonna teach them punks on your blocks a little lesson
But, who you gon' shoot with that,
gotta chunk for Christmas
Feel like huck and Jim when
They raft sunk
I’m blacked out like daft punk
if you get lucky you getting Splashed on
Singing sad
trying to harm me.
I bet you sorry MC's never seen this.
A sucker punk hung up by his penis.
So watch out for a sucker on the gank
cause while Compton's
the greatest
I got my top gear on
Show me i'll take it
The challenge is on and go
I got my top gear on
Show me i'll take it
I'm gonna be daft and punk
Are you
anything to me
So time goes by
And I know why
that feeling deep inside
has aged along with me
But I still believe,
that my punk rock dream was
totally fuckin
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
the bar, spittin' bars at the bar
Go to the bathroom, take a shit, then I hop in a Uber car
Too bizarre, you know who you are
You should get hit by
Ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Helter Skelter
Daft punks all head for shelter
Black blizzard, cover your pretty faces
I've got
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