das racist - the trick lyrics
we’re in heaven
at least i think so, i really think so
there’s nothing really to get mad at
it’s nothing, really, no, it’s really no problem!
overstood
only those bold enough to dream big seem big
stack big
act big
mac sauce
sticky icky,
jack frost
tricky d-cky
blast off
vicky-vicky vazquez
ask this kid no questions
all kids kiss, no weapon
smith no wesson
wesleyan, no lessons learned
confession burn
you make me wanna, you remind me of
et cetera, et cetera, et cetera
don’t get it? don’t sweat it, just let it go
it’s better with no geppetto, though
and i’m rapping with my friends
people all happy cause
it’s happening again
comin’ to our shows and clapping again and again
thank you, my friends
i’m ill, people really love me
i’m wack, yo, people think i’m ugly
$500 for the boots
i’m wack, i never tell the truth
$400 for the boots
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