Lyrics:
Hey stupid, you're listening to Bazooka tooth, dental cannons, molar pistols; s*** like that.
This is Murs, motherf***er, this is Aesop Rock, Ace
Erica
Counterfits don't stop the wettest of us
We Brooklyn we define the black people equal to who, yeah
What you supply
I know when I know when I drop
on like them aggravating commercials
We adopt a role and play it like every day is rehearsal, hold up
What it look like? Yeah the whole world is burning
drive up right there
Y'all know what it's gonna be
If I go through
I told them to watch this
Cause this is the day
That you gonna rue
I told them I could
girl shit? Bitch come fuck sum
Nickname for yo hoe cause nameless
I don’t even know what her name is
Pull up with the gang like 4 deep
Out late get lit
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
'em right?
(We're baaa-aack)
What you say? I do this err'day,
Wh-what you say? I do this err'day
Do this err day, do this err day,
Do this err day, do
rivers
Talking everglades
Rolling up this square grouper
Bomb squad
Star trooper
On a Saturday
No buying or selling
I quit the filthy lucra
Dividends from
Kill to live trooper Your brave and genius Spirit never dies Enemies will fall Blood upon the floor Burning on the pyre No quarter taken this day
cause y’all know y’all all cheaters
I was laced inside my Tim’s marching like a real trooper
At the Dallas ball they know I’m balling they treat me like
This is a song by bob dylan that I wrote today
Before the clock strikes you would rather be dead if you don't find a new place to roam
Undercover
move I make is calculated - No mistakes
There's no debate - Why hesitate to break these snakes
I fuckin' hate the way this world is run by pedophiles
cake, Grinding for this cake yeah
We do this every day day day day
Nah it never switches what the hell is a vacation huh
We do this every day day day day
not a rat Goodz
What type of shit is that Goodz?
That's the clique you got?
It's sick to see it's not a mystery
If he a snitch or not
This bitch I got?
What child is this
Who laid to rest
That I now find here sleeping?
Do angels keep the dreams we seek
While our hearts lie bleeding?
And could this
him
Hello?
Hi is Erb there?
This him
Hey what's up with you bro?
Loungin man
Long time no hear from
Yeah I know
Man I just flew in last night
I
protected by allah
Living like broke college kids even after school was done and putting everything we got into this
for one day Inshallah to live like
it all
By myself, had to find some help
Got to raise this bar
I had an itch then picked the scab 'til it became a scar
If I failed once, I failed
and willin to die with our boots on
Dressed in fatigues this is real we ain't no actors
We don't wear this shit for no fashion
You'll see how real it is when
I've got a bud ain't frightened by shooters
So lets have a drink for a couple of troopers
No her old man won't know I've been giving it some
Unless
the other day trooper got sent back
What type of life do you lead?
Tell me
'Cause you can be anything you want to be
Some will strive for the good
to call
It ‘Theraflu’ i’m calling
The song this…" And then people are
Like, "oh, he changed the song to this"
And then that’s
What it is, because when I did
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