Lyrics:
No maytag man
I don't care for the mic appliance
So defiant
Isiah Thomas
Point Guard of Bad Boy Writers
High Rise Tendencies
MGM luxuries
Mentioned
Aramaic
Now sound dusty and archaic,
Translation is not formulaic:
Take care in its appliance.
The words that built your sacred prose
Are those that
their skin as just an appliance.
We don't care of what they feel, we don't hear their cries
None of us cares when an animal dies.
I can’t stand these
Time to boot up the wash machine, we got new things to clean
Throw the clothes and soap in there, (Watch it spin without care)
TV is turned on, got
Good quality freezer, good dryer
I love great dishwashers
How to take care of the ones you already have
I love appliances
I really love 'em
Appliance
and Dad and bake an apple pie?
But it's so complicated. And we don't know how to use the oven at all.
Don't worry; I'll take care of the recipe because I
below two million)
Dream on
Life would be easy if I had that new appliance
(Food processors for all of us)
(Who cares?)
(Recognize this?)
Dreamer
below two million)
Dream on
Life would be easy if I had that new appliance
(Food processors for all of us)
(Who cares?)
(Recognize this?)
Dreamer
wrong?
Dream on
Who cares!
Recognize this?
Dreamer
I'm afraid I can't go below two million
Dream on
Life would be easy if I had that new appliance
Food
Breakcore
Oh my lord
Hitting in the fucking Ford
Bitch get off my dick
All my appliances you can't afford
Sit home
On my phone
Fake ass friends they
boom but Albert didn't care
He was Captain Albert of a major appliance and he was outta there
some weebs
But you the type to settle for a 2D wife
I get a (Gasp)
I get a (Gasp)
I get a breath of that gas and you leaving the house
I don't care what
engine gone
I am the top selling, who cares?
Stop dwelling, then stop yelling
I'm not yelling, you're yelling
Smart-aleck, goddammit
Fuck is that?
And as the sunlight beams
The glory of our sciences
And militant alliances
Reveal their basic worth
Along the mounds of dead appliances!
The planet of my dreams
go through
Picturing the things I want to show you
Tellin' me sweet things I want to hold you close to me (close to me)
I really don't care who knows I
the difference between science and science fiction
We blow it out like if you leave on every appliance in the kitchen
at once, still rolling kind bud in Cuban
Bad love, mediocre sex
Didn't care who's coming next
Nights spent rolling out for danger
Days spent waking up with strangers
Leave
You're not
apply the appliances the wrench-men
That's sense ten, I've been attendin
Plaintiff, defendant, sentence, independence
But it was said right, I was dead
shit to me
Get with me physically, mentally, literally
My henchmen, they lynch men
They apply the appliances, the wrench-men
That's sense ten, I've
You're at the point where you couldn't care less
What happens to you 'cause it feels like you've got nothing left
And when you say you want success
Do you really think they care?
This music belongs to us, it's finally something we control.
I won't let it get torn away. it won't be torn away.
like Yuo Ming
You told me that you would make my cell phone ring
Kehlani you should be here
Brandon only care about Branding
Eric he just wanna keep
went to art school, but the teacher lost my work and so I fix kitchen appliances for pissed-up, pissed-off customers now.
I got these stories
kids
Mr. Mom
Doin' the dishes
Doin' the shoppin'
Takin' care of kids
Doin' the moppin'
In the 80s these were funny things for men to do
Doin the dishes
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