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impropoe - repulsar blast lyrics

introduction :

welcome…

ha…!

defeat them with this…

chorus:

behold…! repulsar blast (blast) the motherf-cking funk is back / it’s come to p-ss i want it bad a ton of cash and bucket hats / impropoe! you should rather b-mp the track let’s run with that while others come something wack / you’re like repulsar, repulsar blast! (ha) the motherf-cking funk is back / it’s come to p-ss i want it bad a ton of cash and bucket hats / ntwana why the nyara nyara tshwara b-mp this jam pump it mad / ha ba phapa o ba shapa ka repulsar, repulsar blast!

verse 1 :

what the underground knows the mainstream will realise they really juggled / went in both directions, m-sses seeing double / they can’t tell we’ll k!ll all beefi pretty humble / i only got the swag look left till i go right you know, kansas city shuffle / i’m feeling capo with way it travel / they’ll later babble that animal been a hazard since the days of pharaoh / render the targeted infected dunny / as vexed as sonny even members of parliament pay protection money / i want cake bro by the case loads / you can’t escape the range throw real cans of tear gas till you ko’d / i’d get annoyed but luckily i’m p-ssed it / you probably will f-ck with me but how many will, jasis / i’ll punch you with a one two thru the centre of planet i’m so specific / you’ll come up for air shooting through the north pacific / my ho’s vindictive coz i hold the b-tches when i’m s’posed to hit it / dropping science that isn’t known to physics

chorus :

behold…! repulsar blast the motherf-cking funk is back / it’s come to p-ss i want it bad a ton of cash and bucket hats / you should rather b-mp the track let’s run with that / while others come something wack you jumping back / and like repulsar, repulsar blast! the motherf-cking funk is back / it’s come to p-ss i want it bad a ton of cash and bucket hats / ntwana why the nyara nyara tshwara b-mp this jam pump it mad / ha ba phapa o ba shapa ka repulsar, repulsar blast

verse 2 :

well let him go fed him hope that deaden yo / he’s getting bold poetic…? no improper, you said it bro / they say my style is inspired by guys who died or should be retired / and that’s fine that’s why i was f-cking hired / i’m calling the court into order a baller / you’re a lord or a porter well i marauder rewarding the former / this is the puma / the cowards despise the black cat the most powerful guy to kick since mbesuma / it was a light load since i’m proactive kid / outta my mind yo there was a typo in psycho-n-lysis / this what i fight for accepting the terms and conditions / some serbian b-tches wish to pay me a permanent visit / you should learn to be different or suffer the consequences / top of the morning f-ckers no buffer that’s lodged against him / part of me getting younger a goddess’ll gimme numbers / pardon the scholars squadron it’s hotter than chimichanga’s

chorus :

behold…! repulsar blast the motherf-cking funk is back / it’s come to p-ss i want it bad a ton of cash and bucket hats / impropoe! you should rather b-mp the track let’s run with that while others come something wack / you’re like repulsar, repulsar blast! the motherf-cking funk is back / it’s come to p-ss i want it bad a ton of cash and bucket hats / ntwana why the nyara nyara tshwara b-mp this jam pump it mad / ha ba phapa o ba shapa ka repulsar, repulsar blast!

verse 3 :

smoother that bulbè took a taxi from dube op ‘n tuesday / and got through more holes than a shoelace / there’s a lil info i will admit so i let us loose again / then we a couple of ronin roaming in budapest / its stressing you out fingertips rubbing the temple / till dental spray from your mouth since this is what i resemble / so lemme chug this shit then i’ll rumble in drunken fist / run to a couple of kids in a fit and hit the one who flinch / then say see you tomorrow son and no i’m not on drugs i quit for bit / well except for the liquor and cigs / there’s lotta things i can offend you with and my opinions is genuine / so which one you want me to end you in / you’ll go for practice while i hold the soul of atlas / so when my line spin the world outta control it’s coz i broke the axis / or should i leave it as is either way it’s cool / hide away the cider i’ve decided they will lose, ha…!

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