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graffitiavenue - goosebumps lyrics

[hook: graffiti avenue]

one two step two hands on your chest
you in cardiac arrest on the floor at the club
it’s a hot mess test test mic check
ima need the paramedics on the floor at the club
picking at the bugs underneath my skin
but they all disappear when the drugs kick in
i’m locked in sleeping in a coffin
living with my evil twin in a haunted mansion

[verse: graffiti avenue]

heart is beating fast i just had a heart attack
but we burned through all the gas before the cops kicked in
hyper fixate i might be insane
i think i got to many wrinkles in my brain
veins ice cold
need two tight bolts
behind my skull
pluggеd to 12 volts
with a floating purple isotope
that detеcts ghost
i can make your b+tch a hoe
like juandissimo
open up your cranium with a battle axe
your optics give away that you’re a scaredy cat
pistol got glaucoma hit your cataracts
see two black beard need a double eye patch
i’m a mother f+cking creep show, give you goosebumps
so i bet a couple cuts get your grip to open up
we gone f+ck sh+t up outer sp+ce mutants
like a dog in that p+ssy
going blind wild mutt
get your nick knack
patty whack having ass
outta here
outside of the stratosphere
come back in a thousand years
d+mn you is a gyatt dear
that is one fat rear
think she need a pap smear
i provide that here
get served on your street through my ice cream bean truck
i got lean in my john deer green cup
leaving the scene right after i clean up
thanks to beelzebub we some heathens who need jesus
she then sucked my soul
like a f+cking vampire
you looking expired
think you should retire
you like i’m so tired
and have zero desires
go and get the lighter
think you should get higher

but you just a joke boy no moist critical
you can’t be original i know that sh+t is difficult
do not take me literal
you common and i’m mythical
i’m a heavy hitter
and i’ll hit ’em where its pivotal
[hook 2: graffiti avenue]
one two step two hands on your chest
you in cardiac arrest on the floor at the club
it’s a hot mess test test mic check
ima need the paramedics on the floor at the club
picking at the bugs underneath my skin
but they all disappear when the drugs kick in
i’m locked in sleeping in a coffin
living with my evil twin in a haunted mansion

- graffitiavenue lyrics

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