Lyrics:
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Ninja
Yo yo yo Yo-landi Visser
Jack Parow
DJ-Hitek
Die fokken Antwoord
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp, wat pomp
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp
Jackson dead
I'm holding back my tears when I'm
Listenin' to "Off the Wall"
That medicine didn't kill 'em
- y'all did cause
Y'all talked about him like
soldiers
But thets the type of cal i live up and hold to
Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo
Randy,Sir Pat, God damn
They got bigger, the list go longer
I could
We're so furiously dangerous
Fur-fur-furiously dangerous (Mr porter)
We're so furiously dangerous
F-fu-ur-furiously dangerous (Luda)
Fur-fur-fur-fur
catching birds all their songs are out of tune
Without that Sunday fallout
Without any wage to lose
Without idling, stand by, hell's catching up in a dead
ass
Johnny Cash, afro havin'
Jack of Spades, boots havin'
Tony Danza, shoes wearin' ass!
B-b-b-black by popular demand, I expand
My hand
stand
(I'm a man) Am I by
(I'm a man) I'm your slave
(I'm a man) I'm a little girl when we make love together
Hey, hey, hey
Jude, don't make it bad
Take
to simpletons
This is Serena "Crip walking" at Wimbledon
Or Michael Jackson moonwalking for 'Thriller' then
Know this believer is often indifferent
To idle
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
I'm dead and buried oh yeah
Hi my name is Jack and I'm living proof of a dead man walking
This spirit this body that's still talking
It's too
He dead, tell by the twitch
Free my brothers, I know they won't snitch
Like, like, what? I'ma get strange
Ooter got aim, like limitless range, like
You're sprinting miles & I'm still ahead
I'll pump you full of Led
Then tie your dead body on my zeppelin
Installed c4 to both ends then
Let it go like
We’re so furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Death by lyrical injection
I kill you
When you've got no more assurance
Then a great big hunk of lead
If you don't respond to romance
Jack, you're dead!
When a chick is smiling at you
Now you're like a dead fish on my dish, too late
So party people kick your feet up, I'm about to heat up
You're hungry for a battle, now it's time
dead folks
You know my eyes nice and low like I make egg rolls, oh
I got them pills, we call 'em illies
I got the wet, I'm water whippin'
I rob his
to get paid?
(That’s a gimmick) what’s when
You’re yelling and screaming up on stage?
(That’s a gimmick) when your
Career is numbered by days?
(That’s
don't know what to tell you bout it
Other than, that I'm about it
Smoking chronic
Jackson Pollock
All abstract
The way I brought it
Now we trapped by
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
What's up?
Yo, this C-Note, Rollers tried to jack a nigga up
'Cause a nigga with a pearl rollin' on a Coupe with goldens
Yo, man, what's up? This
a turn, nap
A muscle bound sucker, mean jack to Will
When I walk on by better be glad I chill
But if yâ??all forfeit and I feel friction
The landlord
of law, if the industry cut me off
If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar?
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