Lyrics:
camoflage
"Military Minded" scratch
I make my face stick with paint stick
Todays the dawn of the infected insect
Bees, butterflies, beetles
And panzer
I crossed a line
They think it's all cap till they see my ass outside the rhyme
Look at the people I'm running behind
Look at what happened to homie
Putting my effort in that
If I don't like one of my lines
Then I delete it run it back
I'm a one man team
I don't need nobody else
But I'm thankful for
many, i got too many oh no
She on my phone , she never, she never leave me alone
She outta line, tellin her, tellin lil shorty goodbye
If she not a dime,
Θεός ειν' μαζί μας τι και αν είδαμε τον Σατανά
Out with the dawgs
I'm with the bees
Feel like the summer
Cuz we got the heat
The way that I grind
I'm
Ra ta ta ta ta
De de de denge pose
Yes you know
E yooo
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Yemi Yemi Alade Alade Alade
You too like to demo demo demo
You sabi demo oya pose pose
behind.|But they grab the puck, and go bursting up, and they're down across the line.|They storm the crease, like bumble bees, they travel like a burning
chill bat, smokin them trees
But yo I turn into some African bees (if you're fuckin with me)
I'm unmatched, unpassed, since way back
Up upon them blocks,
to the sky and the stars in the night
The wind sings a song to the leaves of the trees
Courtship of flowers and bees in the trees
The moon pulls the waves
always green
With a kiss on my cheek, always letting me know
I'm the birds and the bees, I'm the apple in your eye
I know that you know that I know
Now I'm playing with the house money
I'm out of mind, checked out, out of line
And if I come back it's only good for store credit
No return no
québécois
Envas'line de ketchup
Sa junk food
Poutine
L'est un pays où il
Ne fait pas bon flâner
Place rouge, bouches bées
Flase les murs en revenant
a flag from the White Star Line
(Queensland our next stop, he'll be gone)
Unmoored unwell though I seldom elegize
(you still see who I once was)
We've
in my freezer
Got nothing left to learn
I'm your man
I'm the hoochie coochie toker
I'm the first in line
There ain't no-one here to match me
I'm
The leaves came down
And you walked by them
All year around the trees fall at your feet
Southbound birds and the winter bees
Are soldiers in
on the side troop
A funky bass line and a hype loop
I got a thousand old records in my crib
I used to hustle but I neva did a bid
Some people call me Jo Jo
How come you hang that poster so close to your bed
And drip down the silk lines of that catch
How come you leave the I.V. in your hands
Asleep
team trails behind.
But they grab the puck, and go bursting up, and they're down across the line.
They storm the crease, like bumble bees, they travel
Oh honey Baby, gonna sing for you a few lines 'bout how I feel
oh honey Baby, gonna tell you how my love for you is real
you picked me up
ahead
You should quit
No more coaching those sopranos
With voices like bees
No more secondhand pianos
With six broken keys
No more agents
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