Lyrics:
they belong to
Maybe they were sent by that faggot who wears a tutu
You know those dresses ballerinas wear while they're twirling on their toes
We dance
Bitch I'm stayin' solid, Hideo Kajima
Gotta hardbody Datsun going Gilbert Arenas jersey number to Dawkins
In a matter of millimeters off
bravery
But now it's time for you to sleep
Old fashion
So you can see me in my Datsun
Your rap's bullshit
That's elementary
My dear Watson
Swipe left
Not
treats can hit the fridge for more sweet
SPLASH, and let me do my thing til it's hot and sweaty
Reload the CamCorder, I guess by then you'll be ready
dress.
Telephone is by the bottle which is always by my bed.
Time to time I give it a rattle to make sure that it's not dead.
I will wait here for
You fuckin' with the all time pros
While the zoom lens ammorate niggas from transistor radios
Mission Impossible without expose
Once I diagnose
like glue
Transistors are never more shown with like
Wind, vocal flow brings it all down in ruins
Due to a clue of a naughty noise called Plug Tunin'
under her underarm
She said: "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls, you got a flock
I can tell by your charm and your arm."
But I'm
like?",
And the man from Mars said, she's
Eight foot two, solid blue,
Five transistors in each shoe,
Has anyone seen my gal?
Lucite nose, rust-proof
moscato,
Celebrating just to see tomorrow,
cause I done rode shotgun in a Datsun with El Diablo,
Made it out the gallows riding out the chop shop in
Sound Food Gang beat by Deus
Ah, ah indo pro futuro
Yeah, ahn
Eu sou Yung Buda de rolê de Opala
Vendi minha paz, eu vou upar minha vida
Vamo ficar
but masked by hysterical reaction
Tears run down your eyes but a smile is cracking
At the rate you're abusing it
Your dealer refuse to refuel your
feeling cold, anxious and alone
Without a father in the house, it doesn't feel like a home
I was blinded by my darkness,
blinded by my hate
I had his last
all sounded like a bomb
I live for the sound cause music is therapeutic
The longer it's been inside my bloodstream
I been influenced by legends
I'm
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, uh
Caught me insecure by the slip of the tongue, ay
Gucci and Dior just to cover me numb
Yeah, I got a lot in store and with
of his hand
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And, every evenin', about midnight
He'd jump on his camel
of his hand
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And, every evenin', about midnight
He'd jump on his camel named
How to be just invisible
How to be part divisible
Use weapons, take their money
Transistor radio fiction
Transistor radio winter
Don't add
the reaper to arrive?
Or just to die by the hand of love?
Love for youth, love for youth
So, die young and stay pretty
Leave only the best behind
the reaper to arrive?
Or just to die by the hand of love?
Love for youth, love for youth
So, die young and stay pretty
Leave only the best behind
What do you mean
By my Datsun is totally wrecked?
Can't you fix this little problem
While I wait until you're back?
Yeah, I see it's from side to side
Mother fucking bars
Only repertoire
One day I'll break charts
Cuz right from the start
I knew I'd go far by doing my part
So don't make excuses
You could
to day with just some sense and all my blind sight
Told myself the plan would work if I just got my rhymes right
By the time my head was up I saw how quick
sleep
Do you hide their face from your mind out of sight?
Tell me how you sleep
We were kids in a candy store
Ate lunch by a roadside dinosaur
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