Lyrics:
We are the L E the K I D
we are the palest pop band in history
We got inspired w didn't steal
The "around the world" with daft punk feel
Here's
Some folks celebrate the day
Watching marching bands at play
Lighting fireworks after dark
I'll avoid non-local hordes and
Exercise my vocal cords
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
And Blitzen has gone and sprained his hoof
So I guess Santa will just have to drive on by
Cause he's stuck on I-75
Kevin wanted a brand new car
But Santa is
not a cover band
We're here to make an album of original songs"
He said, "Yeah, I guess that was wrong"
I said, "Yeah man, everything is sort
clearly, so my vocals getting saturated
Inspired side of you, is what I like in you (Too scared to dive in)
Besides, only side I'm tryna be by is beside you
Sorta like P. Smith and E. Sermon
Determined to get back to business
Evaporated them egos, now here we go
Jacob and Deen is the team amigo
Never
know how we do the streets is real I paid my dues
20 bands and its all blues Im with the same crew that I started with
We up in this bitch and we gonna
D.A. want to box me in
But somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Still not guilty, he who does not feel me
Is not
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
play
Be on by 8 and don't be late and don't complain there's no booze here mate
What a dickhead what a man
He doesn't get it
This is a West Coast band
the clear
Til the mariachi band
Is playing right into my ear
But I gave the dude a dollar
Cause the song was kinda fire
With the music coming out these days
Look at this little n**** man...
Hey T.I. is that really you man?
Yeah shorty what's happenin'?
Hey man can you give me a ride home man?
Man it's
record told me
That he lost the keys to his apartment because he's a degenerate
That was around the same time I realized the world is made of plastic
You
to tomorrow
And I wrote a couple bars you can hang up on the wall
This is all
Name a price, then it's bought
[?] with his car, gettin' money for a dog
to tomorrow
And I wrote a couple bars you can hang up on the wall
This is all
Name a price, then it's bought
[?] with his car, gettin' money for a dog
lies and says the pleasure is his
He seems to think I'll be impressed by the hair upon his chest
'cause his shirt's unbuttoned down to his navel
He
pitching out here blast them off the mound
The game got us bored, no rebounds
Claims he's hardcore how he sound
My radio's a bunch of noise in
is sweating bullets
And his heart beats out a cold tattoo
As the band begins to play
So everybody won't you stand
Won't you give a big hand
if he isn't chasing he's got somebody else
You keep making these excuses
But here's what the truth is
He's just not that into you
The way that you want
eww eww
Eww eww eww, eww
Hundred bands inside of my pants
Make the mothafucka dance on the stage
Aye, bitch, it's a parade
Pourin' 4s is a sport,
Ha
Uh, uh
Yeah
I'm here to climb your flag
Yeah
Uh
Ha
There you go
You know the cost is to be number one
Your bitch in the back, that suck dick
being with friends
playing the guitar
while someone says
"I wish he'd show up
in a mood full of joy
he 'd day play high hopes
by a band named Pink Floyd"
.jpg "Bill Gaither")
.jpg "Gloria Gaither")
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