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k21 - more of the moosty lyrics

[verse 1: hons]
we got the music make cynics wanna snarl
but i leave them dumbfounded like when ricky met karl
i’m an idiot abroad, oars and k
bring the more of the raw to your city when we tour
something different with the oars yeah we all grown up
ain’t them kiddies anymore man you know what’s f-cked
i spent my lunch time sifting through the sifs and the nargs
on isanyoneup looking for t-ts or an -rs-
i can michael hutchence the f-ck out too
rope swinging in the loungeroom, sucks how they found you
and we’re back with a power move
get them hands up high: seven-four-seven alt-tude
remember when rap here was punchlines and barbecues?
now they watch how the markets move
back then we were all unknown
i watched a culture of kings all turn to a game of thrones

[verse 2: sesta]
i’ma sit on my -rs- and let the armageddon p-ss
in the dark hear a spark that’ll get him calm
in advance shoot the alarm loot it and i’ma
sell the pharmaceuticals out the boot of my car
i said piece of p-ss mang never leave a d-ck stain
n0body believe what the b-tch saying
get an alibi and goodbye if you doing it smart
or get her schizophrenic friend and try and do a ménage
less rapper, more gaffer
think laterally release beats that’s fatter
the fapper is furious you stay curious
straight f-ckin’ face and smoke the bud dubious
darn pagan pray to carl sagan
doesn’t even matter which way they stay facing
they l-st facing hate to listen
and land in calm weather i stay in the brace position

[chorus]
i got five then i’m ready to roll
with five of the livest, we bury ’em all
funkoars (in effect) [?] ([?])
[?] till we outta control, said
five then we’re ready to roll
with five of the livest, we bury ’em all
funkoars (in effect) [?] ([?])
[?] ’til we outta control

[verse 3: trials]
it’s like i’m getting into heaven with the h-ll raiser trilogy
go to bed nightmares of vcrs k!lling me
f-ck it, fly to ph-ket with triggedy
put it in the perm turn a brunette to wikileaks
peace, got a silly sized philly in the car
sweet seena in the front and i’m singing how bizarre
they got propaganda and it’s lovely
trials just had a proppa ganda at the country
all of a sudden they knew i was coming
l!ck ’em in the face with my shoe slip the tongue in
t motherf-ckin’ this year’s coty
k put it down like it bit somebody
in the hard time i drink the bar dry
now you mad, i’m bad: hamid karzai
they in my face bout footing the bill
i took my thongs off stood on the till wsdl

[verse 4: k21]
okay jose, ready or not
always right like i asked you get me the boss
setting it off, sending em off penalty box
gimme a second it’s on then i’ll let off the bomb
f-cking-pado-m-ssacred, seeing a double rainbow
they know k go loopier with a stage show
left em for dead never a second to rest
that’s why the gnarg wanna get him to bed
better than best, fingers up in the air
not a f-ck of a care, go and tell a current affair
that the neighbours from h-ll l-st moved in
same motherf-cker with a new grin, making the room spin
n0body better than t, seddy, flashy and hons
always bring it to you foul like the bachelor frog
k and oars on the road was… all that she wrote
we the last ones left, ain’t no more when we go

- k21 lyrics

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