Lyrics:
a Knife
Elon musk expose you bitches on Twitter
Now you bitter
The whole fucking government Smell like kitty litter
Gavin newsome
You a fucking stooge
LGBT
one that can see through it?
Any meanie by the toe, three stooges
Imma rockstar call me Theodore Nugent..
Trip to the past let me be a nuisance
Yeah, ayo, yo[00:19.92]I would like to thank the listener (That's you!)[00:22.33]"For what?" For listenin' to this little album[00:24.90]A work
stooges right out of the government and stop
Stop hanging around, it's bringing me down
Don't wanna believe what you're about
It tears me apart, it's
High-fashion rockers soaked in the Stooges
A safe icon to revive- Iggy, the powerhouse
Unmatched by any droll models
Peddling dumb luck (Corrupt)
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you
The crusaders and their stooges
All you renegade rulers
All you spotlight fugitives
All you shakers, all you movers
All you cutthroat dealers
write these types of songs but you guys also don’t seem to give them too much a thought
Let me write Chili Peppers an album
Let me write Chili Peppers
Could call him fantastic but Pin is his name
Im bout to erupt like my name Vesuvius
Dubious to me how you street at nucleus
In the three stooges they
scared out of control
A firebird takes on a camaro
We set em up side by side
It feels like it's 1969
Engines knock a tire blows
Iggy and the stooges
goldilocks trying to look tough
The wet look, the dry look, the FBI look
But can you judge a crook by his coverup?
Hairstyles and attitudes -- are they
stang suckin on my dick
All caps pussy you a lil bitch
Lotta stick play
Bomb Lika AK
Fuck what they say
Tryna maintain
You on tha same thang
I'm with
seeds you'll be lemonade cuz you ain't slime
No gang signs its just twos disrespect it get bruised
Like an intellect of a stooge my shit KNOCK KNOCK
Toke n run
All These ops get woke and run
Token none
I dont have a vocal fund
You don't have a vocal run
Don't care bout the voter fraud
Don't care
like courage. Coward soul
I'm Eustace Bagge. You scary bro
A goofy. Stooge. You Larry bro
I'm Vibe checking. Hit the door
Know she bad. She got
Once upon a rhyme there were too many rappers
Being too ridiculous
Ripped like a little candy wrapper
Reminding me of the three stooges
Slapstick
stick by you
All the real ones, all the real ones gon' stick by you
All the real ones, they stuck with you, they gon' stick by you
All the fake ones, they
born to die
But I pistol slap you and two niggas like 3 Stooges
Walk over to the bar and sip on Gin and juice
It's just the gangster in me, the thug
But staying silent when u got a feelin ghost around
I rip apart ya dreams by standing round a corner
Chillin on the edge I smell the smoke from
born to Ray and Kay Bergeron May 6, 1955
At 17 Tom interviews two of The Three Stooges
By the early 80s he's on the radio
Starting in Haverill,
of they lingo
And make sure I screw my words up
Bravo for your swagger-jackin'
I'm overwhelmed by your dedication
You actually fooled these people into
of they lingo
And make sure I screw my words up
Bravo for your swagger-jackin'
I'm overwhelmed by your dedication
You actually fooled these people into
Yeah he's back by popular
Demand like Dracula
can't see me like some
Cracked binoculars
Bun-icula fuck em if sons sick of ya
It's not personal
give a fuck about a gold album?
Nigga I really went gold in the streets!
If you wanna keep it hood
Let's keep it hood
But I just showed y'all
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