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buck rogers - the scurvy lyrics

[verse 1]
ay g said i’m sorta crazy
oughta sort him out but i’m kinda lazy
days be, harmin’ in the hazy
wanna work it out but it don’t phase me
lately guzzlin’ the gravy
like a mutt in the muzzle of a maybe
two struts in the puzzle of a ‘pay me’
somehow still rollin’ in a red sea
save me sentimental justice
still stuck in the trifle of a custard
fl-stered, better than à plus tard
disgusted, callus in a cl-ster
dusted, room with the graveyard
didn’t knock much wood but i played hard
made hard, tremble at the taser
shine bright, d-mn right, then i play hard
say if ya, need a couple good traits
gold gates no better than the wood plates
should grace face up in them, brace
good taste, can i get it at the hood rate?
3d, free like a breeze, be
leave me muddled in the measly
mp pre-ds don’t appease me

[verse 2]
djs make money these days
take sips, watch hips, never delay
easy, dealing with the please-plays
we say pump it and relieve, mate
we’d be frank and i’d grab some
take a minute, tell me what the f-ck is up, son
but some fat cat cr-p done
run guns, run the slums, run the dungeons
toothless, bow to the ruthless
take a knee, feel free – pity it is useless
truth is made of acoustics
big blades and grenades and astuteness
bruteness, stoop to the caveman
still plot from the cot to the grave, man
wait, man – check if imma change, man

[chorus]
so sentimentally scurvy
doctors didn’t observe me
nurses never quite heard me
did not detect it early
empathetically disgraceful
words that are way too wasteful
hypothetically distasteful
tell me what the word, the the words be
i’m so sentimentally scurvy
doctors didn’t observe me
nurses never quite heard me
did not detect it early
empathetically disgraceful
words that are way too wasteful
hypothetically distasteful
tell me what the word, the the words be
i’m so sentimentally scurvy

- buck rogers lyrics

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