Lyrics:
patched things up with love and glue
We went to the church and said "I do"
Our honeymoon was at a hardware store
Our love's a lot like particle board
rule, conformity becomes the only security.
Fear is a powerful weapon against human development.
Cowering in our temples of self there's little chance
right
'Cause he said, "Go, my son, go, always go to
East Asheville Hardware before you go to Lowe's", he said
"Go to East Asheville Hardware before you
I ain't tryin' to argue
When you least expect it I'm gonna step out the
darkroom pull out the hardware tools the particles will spark you
My niggas
it I'm gonna step out the
darkroom pull out the hardware tools the particles will spark you
My niggas wraps give a slice
I spit nice fucking around
Mascoutah Blues
It ain't that hard to get Mascoutah Blues
Every time that your heart falls through your shoes
From the Moto-mart to the hardware
when it shifts
Or do you play the game pretending not to miss
There's chance all the time it's just a shell of what's inside
Hardware to find my boards
She was sitting crossed legged on a hood of a ford
Filing down her nails with a emory board
Talking to her friends about people they knew
And all
She was sitting crossed legged on a hood of a ford
Filing down her nails with a emery board
Talking to her friends about people they knew
Burl Ives - On board the "Kangaroo"
O, once I was a waterman
And lived at home at ease,
And now I am a mariner
And plough the angry seas.
I thought
She was sitting cross-legged on a hood of a Ford
Filing down her nails with a emory board
Talking to her friends about people they knew
And all
while I lockout my hardware
Word warfare logistically locate and process
With psychotropics to optimize my profits
Envelop you with development kits
the hardware in time
Cause the doctor said give him jug band music
It seems to make him feel just fine
I was floatin' in the ocean
Greased with suntan
the hardware in time
'Cause the doctor said give him jug band music
It seems to make him feel just fine
I was floatin' in the ocean
Greased with suntan
the hardware in time
cause the doctor said give him jug band music
it seems to make him feel just fine
I was floatin' in the ocean
greased withsuntan
and play a guitar chord
And do a little do it yourself
Call on your neighbors to put down their labors
And come and play the hardware in time
'Cause
eating curry
VC got me swagged out Westbrook
Kareem 99, hit him with the left hook
I box out, get all the boards Rodman
GP with the clamps, gloves locked
I need an ice-breaker, introduce myself to you
I need a circuit breaker, find a way to break through
I need a telepathic, linked-in message board
of the money
And the way it feels
And you had to learn the hardware
Pushing Soft Ye
And everyone you thought was real
Was really all fake
When fake love
while I lockout my hardware
Word warfare logistically locate and process
With psychotropics to optimize my profits
Envelop you with development kits
there
We gonna lowride
From LA up into time square
See me dripping in that
Supermax hardware
Riding with some spittas
Experts in the arts of warfare
I forged a living cyborg
From a, Commodore 64
And programmed it, to explore
Local hardware stores, for more
But it bore through the cement forms
a weak ass bitch, fuck that little whore
Even though she get my dick harder than the parol board
Stick and move, slide in, slide out big guns
Mack milly
Sure, plants can respond to stimuli
Just like a calculator
When you put two plus two in you get four
Grab me the cutting board, I'll make the carrots
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