Lyrics:
(I'm at my apex) yeah
Eye try angles to see at different degrees
You're now in my class (In my class) Barology is a module
Be quiet and listen
They throw
Did you hear the newsflash?
The module’s lost its drive.
The back-up disk is broken
How can we all survive?
The Zarcons have the crystal.
Our
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
We is screamin' through the valley
Where the Nishnabotna flows
Through the mud and crud and cornfields
Where
New money, quite powerful mic module
Green ducats, black models, white bottles
Packed house, you lookin at the wrong nigga
Long digits, we can bet
Happy to be escaping poverty, however brief
I know this game got valleys and peaks, expectation
For dips, four precipitation we stack chips, hardly
with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
I got a chip in my engine, twenty-six inch rims
I got fadeaway money, bitch, I'm ballin'
with the butterfly doors?
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit)
I got a chip in my engine, twenty-six inch rims
I got fadeaway money, bitch, I'm ballin'
Final check-up on me modules TWO
And the best of British Luck ONE
Eer, hang on a minute! I've changed me mind...
Get shut of I'm Oh fuck!
And I'm
et j'attends l'apocalypse avec mes chips mon sinisme
Et j'te vois paniquer à chaque éclipse
T'as pas besoin de grills pour avoir les dents jaunes,
the chip
Dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the Feds: catch me if you can
I'ma still transport with my man
On the Peter Pan quick to get there
Bury the bricks
Zapp IV beneath the ashtray, woofers in the back
Water in the duals make loud glass pack
Gold tippytoes without a liquor crown
Bought a set of vogues
Zapp IV beneath the ashtray, woofers in the back
Water in the duals make loud glass pack
Gold tippytoes without a liquor crown
Bought a set
Chip off the old block, million dollar schemin'
Always on the clock, now she in her feelings
I won't ever stop, nigga can't you see it
Bitch I call
I'm into Iron Duals
Turn-ons the Earth's whoopee, she out of law school
In hale break beats of hell A-Alikes propel parallel
Duracell night, you
I'm into Iron Duals
Turn-ons the Earth's whoopee, she out of law school
In hale break beats of hell A-Alikes propel parallel
Duracell night, you
With the coordinates to your ordinates
Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
Yo, your recovery's slow
My dual input
Plus my modem
Phife Dawg, Leonard Cohen, bullfrog, Benghazi, Maserati, polarizing dual party
Throw your hands up in the air and wave them like you just don't care
accomplished get some new clothing
Of course no remorse and I'm certainly sly
Mingle with the lingo that I learned on the fly
Dual Core chips making faster
a twist
Mario Andretti push the whip
Fab teeth I'm all about my chips
I'm trick daddy dollars on a bitch I'm tossing up the ones
Cheating on ya nigga ain't
With the coordinates to your ordinance
Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
Yo, your recovery's slow
My dual input
Plus my modem
Aaaaaaaaalllight
I'm the dual in duality
Constantly battling, the ocean you're paddling
Yet drowning at the surface
These depths Leaving liters
Dual-IT Verse :
C’est mon style keep it real untill I die
Plus près du micro pour l’acoustique
On débite les mots c’est balistique
Johny en echo
see me trembling
Bent up and I'm wheezing like accordian yo
I just wanna get some chips and watch the Mandolorian
But maybe I'm just asking for too much
on my Jordan prime
It's 'cause you just in, your wins low
I'm full akimbo, dual wield
Now watch my voice do somersaults the pen for cartwheels
My niggas
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