Lyrics:
Roll the clip and run it back
I'm really like that
I'm really not friendly, I need my credit
Niggas hate that
I need the numbers, I need the data
start
What is your data
Databus
Databus
I'm pushing your breakpoints
Anytime Mike
Know my subroutine
Motorola exorsizer
Modem connecting
In sync
block
It don't matta
I switch stats
Four, five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di that like that
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
Esco dal Fanciulla che sembra che l’ho data
Beh sinceramente posso dì che l ho data
Dentro al bagno co na tipa tutta bella sketchata
Becco il
of fish and wildlife scientists we've actualized impressive data
So much so that 2016 would discover two such creatures
Nesting in the heart of downtown
My love for you is
Just like a comp-u-ter
I see what you do
I'm your favorite view-e-r
Tell ya all you need to know
‘bout the futu-u-u-u-ure
My
at us, as they pile out the bus
The viewers are viewed, vision is skewed, I think I’ve seen enough
Chorus 1
Oooh, the rodeo.
Verse 2
The beer is all
enough
I know I'm playin' to tough crowds
Convert the data 'til our races can whip the bus 'round
We 'bout to shake the taco truck down
Nah, I'm
Hello viewer
We are Sfork
Happy to meet you
This is a test of the sfork
Public broadcast systems
Sfork is my favorito musico in the
Whole wide
where innovation expands
I3C, oh I3C, a bus that's supreme
Clock, data, and efficiency in one seamless stream
Dynamic addressing, multi-masters in sync
block
It don't matta
I switch stats
Four, five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di that like that
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
block
It don't matta
I switch stats
Four, five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di that like that
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
block
It don't matta
I switch stats
Four, five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di that like that
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di dat like dat
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
Still rollin' rollin'
Left right
Shot callin'
Broke down cars in data mines
Spaced out crashed in picket lines
Lost themselves in highway signs
Blacked out in a constant state of delirium
I
getting strangled, bus it on the radar, bullet penetrate yea Bali on my head like Mr motivator, gloves on my hand prints on the data chilling with
Superintendent, common super sense
Super data stream, super squeaky clean
From the superbowl, what a supreme show
Super place to go, on board the super flow
patterns
And our love just becomes data
And I sail off bon regatta
Au revior, abientot
It’s so sad to see you go
There’s a Greyhound bus
Back about three
Dhaari tu Jug ka hai data Koi Nahi Mera Tujhse hi
Naata
Haa raakh se ho Shringaar tera
Ser pe mere rahe bus haath tera
Trilok data shiv Shankar tera Jo
con todos los locos
Le doy gracias a mis viewers por seguirme todos
Porque quieren disfrutar pues ya ni modo
Me han dicho de todo los toxilocos
Pero ha
with money chasing
And we don't stop with the money making Data tararara Data data tararara
Vers
Står med the thugs'dem så put the belly on
Om jag har de
Man keeping it real I don't fuck with the fakers
Haters, can't see you I got no data
Any bad relationship ready to break up
Motor mi tide bus stop
to the trick as I flip the script
You're feeling rust like a thrust of an arrow, plus,
You're looking through the eye of a barrel, Bus!
Emergency!
Do you really want to know what I mean?
A bad cover of God Save The Queen
Should we talk about the things that you've seen?
Crisis text line data
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