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gadzooks - twenty sevens lyrics

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yo, aaron
make my voice sound cool, yeah?
thank you

now this right here
this right here, this ain’t rap music, this ain’t rock music, nah
this right here, this is f+ck anyone who thought it was a game music
that’s what it is and what it ain’t
don’t worry ’bout what it ain’t
i’ll tell you what it is and that’s what the f+ck it’s gon’ be, motherf+cker
mr. hoover verse the world
this beat is so mothaf+ckin’ stupid
if i took some bubble gum and chewed it to it on the track
i’d f+ck around and make my blueprint
maybe my black album or reasonable doubt
i’m untouchable like dr. huxtable’s midnight callers til’ he gave them comfortable
that’s uncomfortable
juxtaposition
i could start my own religion
i could found my own country in which there’d be no one but me
it’d be lovely
and that’s word to aldous huxley
this ain’t brave new world
i’m just so d+mn great
i’ma take two girls and they’ll both gain weight
cuz we be eatin’
baby you already know that we be eatin’
i change regions and seasons for a new scene
exotic cousine
that’s my routine
i’m tryna eat my steak she’s tryna get me out my blue jeans
listen up, youngin, you might learn you a few things
knowledge reigns supreme
i’m loose like my shoe strings
and still tighter than a hyperloop tunnel
shoot hubble telescope right out the sky
turn it to rubble
just for something to do
and tell every la rapper i ain’t f+ckin’ with you
unless you run in my crew
shoutout stay ill
shoutout on a high note
the dirty bunch, we don’t even buy soap
i hope you’re ready for the god
i’m at the top of my game
y’all can’t see me with binoculars, mane
now this right here
this right here’s some ol’ smoke every cigarette down to the filter music
this right here’s some kick down the saloon door and stab the first motherf+cker you see with a broken whiskey bottle music
i’m tryna tell you this is some music you fake your own death to just so you can show up sh+tfaced to your own funeral
that’s what this is
go ‘head and walk me down

you know what you can do

give me something i can dance to
even though a mof+cka’ don’t dance
give me something i can dance to
even though a mof+cka’ don’t really be dancin’
give me something i can dance to
even though gangsters don’t dance
we boogie
give me something i can dance to
give me something i can dance to



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