Lyrics:
that nobody can love me
I waste my time hoping you're gonna hug me
I'm not Daft Punk but maybe I can get lucky
One more time and I'm uppercutting
I
People, it's time for the Ice crush
So listen to my words I bring much
Sense, as I commence, my lyrics intense
Your telephoto, break out your big
can carry more than one so ya know it's on
And ya just got attacked by the maniac and played like a saxophone
Sucker ass bitch-type ass niggas
[Master
'm on the night crawl
Tightroping in my mind's war
Hands together for peace
Well what's the time for?
I was up at two:zero two once preaching legacy
I fear my
to also sing?
Daft Punk's Homework and Tron
Because of the Times by Kings of Leon
1984 Van Halen's self-titled
Beastie Boys License to Ill
Angels
Slice, roast those big boys
Banks don't matter you will be destroyed
Up and down the rap world goes
The radio rotation dominated by your flow
But I
Or rehearsing my joke
As other
People were talking
I wish
I was more humble
And more courteous
And less angry
And less sure
I was right
All the time
Do you have
y'all what the weather's like 'cause my radio's fucked up
And if we should experience any type of motor difficulty
Don't panic take one more hit off
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I
a heavy rotation
I turn it up, ain't this a bitch, Hot 96
97-9, I'm a shine count down on time
I'm in your city and state, and in your hood
In your face
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
like you want it
The name fits cause your all up on it...
-Too $hort-
Get mad if you want, I won't front
When it's time to hump, won't be no punk
Roll
intellect
I had already been practicing my craft for more than a decade by That point
The coward even uttered a faggot in my direction as Prissy and I Left,
of impending descent
The endless hopeless insolence
But we're all just wasting time
I'm in a house on fire blowing out candles one by one
There's a crowd
dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a fa-, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that
and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's
nowdays real rap don't even make it to the radio
Smoking cigars with some white wine
She a model so i give her time
You mad cuz your crush out here fucking
got a technique that'll
Give twelve a hundred
Now the tables turn, to whom it may concern
I used to control more
Shooters than David Stern
With Lucifer,
accolades
Can't deny it, I'm defying
New to hype and used to silence
Used to hide, lose the fight, now I'm future-writing
Getting stronger everyday, Daft Punk
time
But if I catch you again
I'm gonna slap you in the county jail
We said thank you sir you sure been nice
And you ain't gonna have to tell us
time
But if I catch you again
I'm gonna slap you in the county jail
We said thank you sir you sure been nice
And you ain't gonna have to tell us
we all go psycho
Norman bates showed up to the meat show
Eat omo with yoko ono
I fell through the floor one more time
Daft punk da funk played my mind
on you to catch my draft
She said I'm Punk but I'm no Daft
Digital warfare look like raft
The only way to save you is in your pants
She see me in New York
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