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jordan miché - 12 o'clock lyrics

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pump a fist
if you’re sitting at the bus stop
sipping on generic pop
if this tune rocks

roll it up like tube socks

from the mellow yellow
to the velcro shoes
it’s that groovy smooth dude
with the cooley high voodoo

spiking yoo-hoo with kahlua
since the fifth-grade

present day
turning tables
line one
frying mic cables

ok?

now that we’re on the same page

you’ll never see this emcee
and a sucker
share the same stage
or taking the elevator together

i hate elevators
eating all the birthday cake
your demise celebrator

give me five
deejay
keep the beat recycling

drive without a seatbelt
i’m a rebel to society

12 o’clock

open up the coffin
drop the record raw kid
don’t blink an eyelid
what

12 o’clock

that’s what they say

always on the dl
initials of my middle-name

danger is the phrase
most people say
when they’re afraid

you see the mic’s in my last name
divine elevation

reigning down from heaven
pure destruction
when the blast came

watch me change the rap game
to the red sea

with dead emcees
belly up
d-mned
in the mainstream

digging deeper now
reach beneath the surface
flood the earth with worms
feel the vibration of the warships

tormented lyricist
war of the worlds
type attack

dropping language
bombs like
george hitler
smoking crack

dreaming of a threesome
with the bush twins
bound to stick those sisters someday
not just talking push pins

200 pounds
i got plenty of cushion for the pushing
big smelly teddy bear
i wanna smell what momma’s cooking

home grown
you can tell by the phone groan
they call this service all the time
been known to make them both moan

like koko
big ugly dude
touching kittens

white gorilla
man or myth?
bless the mic
and kiss it-

rapping’s my gift
that you’ll never get for christmas
nightmare on beat street

high noon
with a hit list

12 o’clock

open up the coffin
drop the record raw kid
don’t blink an eyelid
what

12 o’clock

that’s what they say

here comes the matador
say my name more than a
communist dictatorship

bagging chips
finger-l!cking
nacho
business

speaks in third-person
when he raps in cursive
sitting up in the hospital bed
eats vicodin like nurses

grab the double d’s
batteries not included
take it out and blow
my nintendo needs to be rebooted

but not with timbalands
doc’s
jungle boots
or scholl’s

i don’t need to join the marines
in order to go commando

like rambo
and l-sso

all of you fatties
sucking hambones
with my split-ident-ty’s
schizophrenic trinity

i can go on for inifinity

believe me
but just because i can
doesn’t mean you can too
it’s not that easy

repeat after me

believe me
but just because i can
doesn’t mean you can too
it’s not that easy

repeat after me

believe me
but just because i can
doesn’t mean you can too
it’s not that easy

repeat after me

i said
repeat after me

but just because i can
doesn’t mean you can too
it’s not that easy

but just because i can
doesn’t mean you can too
it’s not that easy

12 o’clock

open up the coffin
drop the record raw kid
don’t blink an eyelid
what

12 o’clock

that’s what they say

- jordan miche lyrics

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