Lyrics:
a glossy magazine, an advert in the tube
I'm the urban spaceman, baby; here comes the twist--
I don't exist
a glossy magazine, an advert in the tube
I'm the urban spaceman, baby; here comes the twist--
I don't exist
a glossy magazine, an advert in the tube
I'm the urban spaceman, baby; here comes the twist--
I don't exist
a glossy magazine, an advert in the tube
I'm the urban spaceman, baby; here comes the twist--
I don't exist
a glossy magazine, an advert in the tube
I'm the urban spaceman, baby; here comes the twist--
I don't exist
a glossy magazine, an advert in the tube
I'm the urban spaceman, baby; here comes the twist--
I don't exist
magazine, an advert in the tube.
I'm the urban spaceman babe, but here comes the twist,
I don't exist !
ostentatious world so
Forget about flawless looks
Get your name in the history books
But she wanted to be
The model she'd never see
In glossy magazines
That
man tryin'
Chaka chaka cha-ta tatat!
Slugs flyin
Check, the code echos from magazines to the big screen
Fo' wheel machines like ya wits scream
Ha, Urban Mystic, that's right
Pitbull, that's right look, mami, the haha
I don't you need to lie to me
Just tell me what it is, aha
Can I get it?
the chickens, sayin' what a cure bastard
Urban wolves got the game mastered
And everybody on my team is way past sick
Nigga what
(That's why your small
another day smokin on that weed to pass the time away
nuthin to do but get high, make a hit
urban life got me wantin to do some criminal shit
no job, so I'm
make enemies
Tell the butler I want a teller machine
Tell em write my name big on every magazine
I don’t give a damn if it’s cryptocurrency
Need
magazine
And drive north up the Pacific
Coast Highway in a black limousine van
Heading for a secluded cove in
Malibu called El Matador Beach
Opposite the sea
institutions on the urban side
Every perfectly paved pathway is a courtesy
That lets us coexist with what they call, divine
Playgrounds, pavilions, park
to understand what life's about
All it seems to be is sadness and pain
Blood like rain clogs urban drains
[Com] When we gonna realize and make
watchin' on toes out my back window
Creep slow by the ghetto, we never go without the .44
For urban travel, watch the scandal
You petty rivals can't
theoretically build a DNA structure,
That would ensure his creation of talent far surpassing the average individual.
At the time, one subject of urban myth was
theoretically build a DNA structure,
that would ensure his creation of talent far surpassing the average
individual.
At the time, one subject of urban myth was
I got issues
I’m a magazine
a few bullets short
of a magazine
My chic love chics she the baddest thing
So I was like fine you can have this ring
shot, I don't take jokes funny
My paranoia rolls with my bullet holes
Givin? me a third eye, my foes can get a magazine full of those
The hip-hop cops
swerve 'em right
DIPSET! Bitch yes, peep our urban life
Like lighting herb tonight, cops come adjourn the site
They leave...U-turn...customers we serve 'em
S, everybody at Media Arts
The best magazine in the world other than Odd Future
Mass Appeal, XXL, Thrasher
What's up to WingStop? The 212 bus
"In
four's can get a magazine full of those
They hip-hop cops follow my suburban
Hoping they can find a pistol, all over they searching
I'm icier in
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