Not Gang (feat. Marvelous) [Remix]

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Mare

Mare were a Canadian band from Toronto who fused sludge metal with more experimental traits such as jazz, unusual time signatures and Gregorian Chant. Mare consisted of Tyler Semrick-Palmateer on vocals and guitar, Rob Shortil on bass, and Caleb Collins on drums. The first release of a demo was re-issued on Hydra Head Records as an EP. They also contributed a cover track of Night Goat on the We Reach: The Music of the Melvins compilation. more »

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(Aye R.L., you never miss)
(Yea, yea)
(Yea, yeah)
Boy you a bitch, you get inside the gang
If you run up, we crack on your shit like a vase
From a scale up to One out of Ten, girl you're straight
Get freed out your clothes for a chunk of some change
I roll down my window, I pop on my opps, like a picture in frame
I need me a lil' bit', goin' fill in the blank
Just like a test, she goin' fill in the blank
We having that real Za, that O.G., that Stank
All of this drip, got to call up the plumber, goin' fix up the sink
We got more heat than a flame
I went to the dentist, this ain't Johnny Dang
Speak up little boy, why you do that?
You know you a bitch boy, you know you ain't 'bout that
I'm in the front like a pussy
I'm not a killer so please do not push me
I just got the drop on the opps, need a cookie
I wrap it, I tap, I beat it, I smack it
I feel like I'm slime, wiping nose with a napkin
If you wanted beef with the gang, make it happen
You can incite the gang for some bitch shit, no laughing
I go in that bitch pussy raw, I don't wrap it
Don't be so silly, just wrap up the tool
Just like a bike, she goin' need her some lube
I promise to God, yea, my shooter goin' shoot
You out of proportion, just like a balloon
I hit from the back, yea I hit that bitch loose
I pull out her tooth like a dentist, y'know it real loose
I'm just like a bus, i'm goin' take you to school
Boy stop all that tripping, you acting like Avery, you acting a fool
Fly her 'cross the country, she act like i'm money, she jump really high like a bunny
Get strict with my money, yea, you acting funny
Yea, just like a toilet, we got to just plunge it
We in that all day, yea that jungle, Jumangi
Yea, we got that icky, that Vicky, that's all; you can smell it
I'm always in front, yea, i'm always prevailing
That nigga a bitch, he'll run back and tell it
Above all these niggas, I feel like a heli
I ain't a cop, boy you'll get robbed
Boy you a bitch, you get inside the gang
If you run up, we crack on your shit like a vase
From a scale up to One out of Ten, girl you're straight
Get freed out your clothes for a chunk of some change
I roll down my window, I pop on my opps, like a picture in frame
I need me a lil' bit', goin' fill in the blank
Just like a test, she goin' fill in the blank
We having that real Za, that O.G., that Stank
All of this drip, got to call up the plumber, goin' fix up the sink
We got more heat than a flame
I went to the dentist, this ain't Johnny Dang
Speak up little boy, why you do that?
You know you a bitch boy, you know you ain't 'bout that
I'm in the front like a pussy
I'm not a killer so please do not push me
I go do the drill on the opps, need a cookie
(Gotta let that motherfucker breathe)
(That motherfucker breathe)
(Got to let that motherfucker breathe)
(Let that motherfucker breathe)
(Got let that motherfucker breathe, yea)
(Ooouuuu)
You not gang baby
I'm just balling out
Make you dance baby
Spent a couple bands baby
(On some shoes)
I just sent a couple rounds baby
Fear of gods on me
Got that air in it
Lifes a bitch;
God, what I don't fear in it (Ohh)
I know they watching me
They just tryna hear (I guess)
Chase the bag, all these bitches bring me tears (Yeahh)
K/D going crazy, i'm top tier
I hop on the jet, hop on the lear
Ice like chandelier
Me and CeeJayy goin put it in the air (Yeah, marvelous)
Boy you a bitch, you get inside the gang
If you run up, we crack on your shit like a vase
From a scale up to One out of Ten, girl you're straight
Get freed out your clothes for a chunk of some change
I roll down my window, I pop on my opps, like a picture in frame
I need me a lil' bit', goin' fill in the blank
Just like a test, she goin' fill in the blank
We having that real Za, that O.G., that Stank
All of this drip, got to call up the plumber, goin' fix up the sink
We got more heat than a flame
I went to the dentist, this ain't Johnny Dang
Speak up little boy, why you do that?
You know you a bitch boy, you know you ain't 'bout that
I'm in the front like a pussy
I'm not a killer so please do not push me
I go do the drill on the opps, need a cookie
(Gotta let that motherfucker breathe)
(Got to let that motherfucker breathe)
(Got let that motherfucker breathe, yea)

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