Lyrics:
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O ureche şi un Rick tati
Am mai crescut şi eu un pic
Am râvnit la ţoale şic, să
Meargă cu adidaşi şic, nike
Am vrut să fiu cu ea, apoi am vrut cu
tipo Hat-trick
Audiência está tipo Big Show Sic na Sic
Hoje qualquer conversa acaba em striptease
Caravana passa, haters estão no disse que disse
작곡 - 김민 FEAT - Side-B
SIC 여기 bounce to the beat yo everybody wants that, gonna 미쳐
점점 그의 몸은 hot like fire shoe me that fire then everybody
邪道? I know
I'ma sic boy
Keep on running 星を目印
Can you believe me 俺もうじき着ける
I'm so busy yea 忘れた息継ぎ
時を忘れてこもる秘密基地
Yeah, yeah 今音の上で自由
後ろ髪ひく過去のキズ
hoje vejo os louros e amor do meu peeps
Muitos colam-se tipo bostik, Hits fluem tipo hat-trick
Audiência está tipo Big Show Sic na Sic
Hoje qualquer
your ears bleeding when I touch
Mike Tyson with my punch lines hypen sic as the drum lines off the speakers
They keep asking for more because they only
Come to life
Tie the noose
And tie the knot
Burn the carpet
Sic the dog
Pull my up my falling down
Hiking up the flowers
I’ve been up for hours
Quarterback
Askull
Nollitude
Ocronia
Nemonate
Making the Faith
B
U
Long
Listen
Sic
Hauptstemme
Ignatur
Tourmalane
“Foul’s up!”
He feeds the cockroach
BcD BITCHES IN THE NIGHT:
VERSE 1 SIC WILL:
WHcT YOU KNOW cBOUT PcIN & GREIF:
NIGGc RUNNING THROUGH THE STREETS MOBB DEEP:
RIB CcGE TOUCHING, SEE
embraces my existence
As my empathy fades away into oblivion
Sicut tempus devorat materiam
Sic nihil devorat spiritum
In a fertile void my will is
on cass-ette
Time-time snare had bass and cymbal
Like that of a cat on the mic I'm nimble
Ba-sic patterns, groups and chains
Sequence, frequn-cies, add gain
on cass-ette
Time-time snare had bass and cymbal
Like that of a cat on the mic I'm nimble
Ba-sic patterns, groups and chains
Sequence, frequn-cies, add gain
some battle slain
Or drowned (sic) in the deep salt sea
What if he's found another love
And he and his love both married be?
Well, if he's in some
some battle slain
Or drowned (sic) in the deep salt sea
What if he's found another love
And he and his love both married be?
Well, if he's in some
To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit
This is a unusual musical I conducting
You looking at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
I
the pine
The raccoon laughed and the old hound whined.
John said "Sic 'em" and the raccoon left
They crossed Green River in a minute and a half.
To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit
This is a unusual musical I conducting
You looking at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
I
and bare it, no no I like what you're wearing
You gotta leave it on all night
As above so below so they say so can we do the magick [sic] right
Kiss
Gaining Momentum
Gaining X 10,
Gaining Momentum There it is X 4
Start slow like our bodies won't flow
& set em up good then let go
Parton (sic) me,
And clutch my nutsack and spit all who pick at me
A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me
I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us, quit playin'
'em, told the pitbull to sic 'em
I know he wanna run but he can't, he assed out
Punched him in his chin and then he passed out
Woke up with his
I let you know?
Why can't I let you know the song my heart would sing?
That beau-ti-ful rhap-so-dy of love and youth and spring,
The mu-sic is
bows
So I had to sic the pitbull on him before he could pass one blow
Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo (Scooby-Doobie-Doo)
In the land
And clutch my nutsack and spit all who pick at me
A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me
I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us, quit playin'
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