Lyrics:
Medusa
Got ya trunk shakin' I'm the human sub woofer
Mic killer tie the rope around ya call me nooser
I'm yo pusha man spittin' crack for the users
Burn train buffers
My fancy
Up jumps the boogie delivering eye jammies
Walk through the muck with a clutch on a trident
Never give a fuck how far
comes the income you hit that drummer boy drum and death don't escape Stop running.
I suggest you start down with gaxa. Please show me something for I
d'usse
Got green lil bitch got blue
Yeah I'm really outside with the troops
Got a .556 in the trap
Got a .762 on my lap
Got a drum on a blick and a notch
on
Rollin' with rush it don't get no rougher
I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, suffer
I was holdin' back the man superior, right?
You want to take my
Ah, were gunna take you on a shit to a another journey
To the dark side, ah
I rope em up and boot em up gang shoot em up
Shoot em up, shoot em up
rock to the riddim and the drum and bass line yea hey
Rope in come on and tune in
I say to rope in cause this session is i-tal
Tracy come on and bide in
I’m so alone
This ain’t no joke
I been cutting people out left, center, right
There ain’t no hope
Y’all can fall quick
There ain’t no rope
I don’t
The Jimmy Buffer Song
David Allen Coe
Prelude:
This song is for all the people that's been reviewing our records and say we sound a lot like Jimmy
want to fuck her
She get a nigga cleaned up too, you need a buffer
Travel out to them islands in Thailand
She don't know if it's Lanvin or Lanvin
All
"Thriller" (boom)
My bass drum is a killer
Packed like a musket, tough to test it
Your arrested (Yo, was he in a trial?), you guessed it
His eyes are big, his
From the time I had to cut the rope
Zeptolab
Om Nom beats like it's cut the rope
Track like a runner
Cuz I bolt motherfuckers
Clouded vision upper
to the lens, you put me in, the pen don't judge
Just by your love, I'll clean the suffer off me
Hate when great films buffer awfully, faith spills chug it
24/7
Dont think I'm gon get into heaven... but we still goin up tho
Im up next up need a drum roll
Roll a fronto up pronto
Hit the strip club throwin
Fuck it, I'm tougher than an automatic buffer
I'm getting really busy like it's nothing, I'm seeing different colors
Dubby blast me with the muffler
cooking dope for me
They say it ain't no hope for me
White folks got the rope for me
My shooter bought a scope for me
Drums on me, funds on me, Big
on every charge
Of bein' dope imagine Superman with a dookey rope
[Chorus]
1 2 3 4 Hit it
It's the Men Of Steel bangin' with the drum Hit it
4 3 2 1
and CEOs
Flunk outs and the "got no hope"
To all the ones at the end of their rope
Listen honey, I'm a lot like you
Don't worry, let me show you what
(Say, muthafucka
What you mean you ain't gon' let me in this
Funky joint?)
My homie Snoop Lover's on the drum, the drum
My homie Snoop Lover's
with the new Gucci puffer
Skinny jeans, but I need to get buffer
Hatin'-ass nigga, why you look flustered, huh?
You should be embarrassed
Bitch, we
I take to stay stable
My rope is frayed but my scythe is on the table
My brain is enticed by drowning and maritime fables
What catches my eye are
Secrets don’t make friends, they make lovers
This shit way too hot to just buffer
Baby I don’t putter around I lay rubber
And drop bombs before they
ride the wave
Like there's no tomorrow
I feel hopeless
Hope y'all don't choke on the ghost of my open bottle
And rope in some stolen follows from
millions dollars up before I go
I been at the bottom that's the only thing I really know
Tryna pull me down you gone probably need a bigger rope
Use to laugh
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