Lyrics:
she's a nice girl and i like her style
but she's a hunchback
i'm not a pretty guy got a wooden eye
but she's a hunchback
i take her
comes the crippled play
They take a break from evil and they all say...
Do the Hump. Do the Hunchback Hump
Hunch that Hump and do the Hunchback Hump
Do
The chain on my neck got me hunchback
If you ain’t none of my patnas can’t touch that
Big forty on my hip I clutch that you get close or disrespect
the bells were quiet
the hunchback didn't work that day
'cause on that day he saw his muse
and got the hunchback blues
oh, he's so lonesome
oh, he got
propaganda next to posters of Marxists
I look like the hunchback of Notre Dame
Backpack not under my jacket
On a working holiday
Latter of the 2 words in
comes the Hunchback, better get out of his way
Fee fee, fi fi, fo fo, fum, it was a monster's holiday
Well, I hopped into bed and covered up my head
Hunchback the BasedGod
From Berkeley to San Francisco, you feel me?
I want say thank you BasedGod for the beat
I know you ain't even trippin off
Understand, yo
New York get the Bloody Money, dirty cash
Live niggas who smoke weed, car seat stash
You monkey walk, I'm hunchback, sneak quiet
Talk about
yours
And the wind cries
And ya lay there like a bed of snow
And headless hunchbacks step over you
In the rearview mirror is a yellow eyeball
And it
touch,
A silver dagger and a black man's crutch.
Now's the time to come out from your tomb.
You look so sad,
With a face of stone,
With a hunchback's eye
the belfry
He's crazy, he's throwing himself
Down from the top of the tower
Like a hunchback in heaven
He's ringing the bells in the church
For the last
sis back
Pink on my backpack
Walk like a hunchback
Bitch, what's a FASFA
Keep that out my lap
Purple, I'm patched up
Colors are mismatched
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Pink on my backpack
Walk like a hunchback
Bitch, what's a FASFA
Keep that out my lap
Purple, I'm patched up
Colors are mismatched
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What if i had a seizure
But I swear I could see
His tail like a blaze in the sky
And Nothing is quite what it seems
The night is a hunchback
A mutilated
of Caldes
Live in Caldes de Malavella
Formerly Aquae Calidae
He was greeted by a hunchback
Was the lady's servant
And he said if he wanted a job
I could
Silver dagger and the black man's crutch
Now's the time to come out from your tomb
You look so sad with a face of stone
With a hunchback's eye you live
the belfry
He's crazy, he's throwing himself
Down from the top of the tower
Like a hunchback in heaven
He's ringing the bells in the church
For the last
a little hunchback man, he used to walk round the streets
Of North London. His head was bowed, forced to look at the ground by
This cruel, debilitating
City on fire!
Rats in the grass
And the lunatics yelling in the streets!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks dancing!
Ringing in my head on and on like the hunchback's bell,
No poor me's
Oh, if only I were made of stone!
Oh, if only I were made of stone!
In nineteen
Sweeney!
City on fire!
Rats in the grass
And the lunatics yelling in the streets!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks dancing!
remind you
Shoot his gut now he a hunchback
I'm smoking him like a runtz pack
I’m touching down and I run back
Up 21 ima comeback
Come out of TG with
Trunk full pappy haffi come back
Bag heavy pappy turn hunchback
Nah look back engineer punch that
Stay street like a bloodclaat run flat
Me name boozy
do what I want
Huh, carrying this weight make me look like a hunchback
They didn't know when I come through and buck that
Stand on my bucks, I look
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