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food for animals - bulk gummies lyrics

[intro: vulture voltaire & hy]
i think we better if we keep it+
i think we better if we started rappin’
i think we better if we keep it+
one, two!
yeah, bulk gummies
yeah
ffa
yeah

[verse 1: vulture voltaire & hy]
shove it in your face, shut up and chew your happy meal
i want the ideal so what’s the big deal with your big wheel
pedals laps [?] and for this to go medalists [?]
who set traps for kids [?] that meddle with my metal wind [?]
now that’s flashy, kid, you want some asthma, just ask me
runnin’ out of breath tellin’ your friends that i’m nasty
i toss [?] you know they crushed it
cause the copper top popped and it leaked [?] vulture v
got the strangers to rub it, you love it
now you look like two+face, you love it
but then get mad when they rummage through your luggage
that’s just the custom, in the capital
spell with all capital, and somethin’
and somethin’, we thumpin’
a symbol of cymbalist crashin’, simple assassin
whenever we blastin’, venomous emphasis [?] enemas
when we kickin’ the sh+t with a passion (oh sh+t!)
we passin’ the pen when the [?] punish upon us the gum
and lovin’ the coveted solar panel handle vandals
[interlude: vulture voltaire]
not just that oh, but that oh+oh+oh
it’s not that that oh, but that oh+oh+oh
it’s that oh+oh+oh
it’s that oh+oh+oh
oh, oh, oh, oh

[verse 2: vulture voltaire & hy]
ah, these kids like “oh, i didn’t know you flow”
when i’m like “no, now you know my flow”
i make it peel my sub ? know that i glow
plus you do so+so, so, so well, let sterling go
well, i pack light in my backpack
got l lightsaber and a pack of life savers (yeah!)
bulk gummies like a [?] at old folks home
i roll with tummies through skinny to large bone
like who, star jones, who, who, star jones
hy, now you know i’m out to touch
if you out of touch like mayors in bowties
and we honor that so we never honor that
put the turtle on his back
drummer from radio box bomber [?]
is hot like a botswana sauna
lola falana is like homicide ménage à trois rap
with a lapse in ghana [?] promenade traps [?]
[?] release navidad cats, where your hardhats
and all that protective gear
[interlude: hy & vulture voltaire]
all that, elbow pads, knee pads, flak jackets, cups
(oh+oh+oh)
(i don’t give a sh+t, man)
shoulder pads, neck braces, cowboy collars and all that
(oh, oh, oh)
get your gloves too

[verse 3: vulture voltaire & hy]
les misérables [?] laser precision
ridd+ck bowties [?] live with no dots [?]
except the md where we livin’
you gettin’ one out of ten incisions
(choose your own adventure), make a decision
see what i do is i knew that you neutral rappers
with plastic surgery afterwards askin’ us if we beautiful
f+ck beauty, we don’t want a change in the usual
just two kids that won’t visit you in ya cubicle
jesus freak nasty, hands upon my hip
like your mom when she yell at you whenever you start to trip
i go out and about, i’m tryna split, they not havin’ it
try to travel with this beard and get my baggage sniffed
rabbit soundtracks with the h (h) to the y (y) to the naked eye
devils we makin’ them cry, nights mics we makin’ them die
one by one the two, three
v to the u to the l, t
u to the r to the e, the v

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