kensean - fred jones lyrics
i’m spending my time livin’ well
i’m watchin, it’s real, it’s h+ll
darlington nagbe the best around
when i eat zucchini i like it ground
put it in bread with sugar and spice
second place is still good, bo bice
rollin’ out the dough for a tasty pie
servin’ it to my man dittie bri
set the enterprise to self+destruct
buy a crop top but leave it tucked
tucked into what? oh, you’ll see
team pup n’ suds make ya scream with glee
bartees strange and a trip to aldi
ssx tricky? garibaldi
trajinera ride ‘cross coyoacan
world trottin’ kensean, and he’s pan?!
take the bus to the amtrak station
dеrrick etienne (jr) is a man who’s haitian
gritty is the bеst mascot in the land
smash bros i struggle with the master hand
call me fred jones but instead of traps
i got the master plan, master plan for raps
christen me christina applegate’s man
paul rudd’s hot, just not in anchorman
springfield, springsteen, john l
between two ferns, kenan and kel
scott aukerman, 29 years young
biggus d+ckus, and william hung
job/gob from the bible and from ad
get me a mayonegg for 3
throw it in the trash where it belongs
martians need to k!ll the wongs
yes trans rights but also trans wrongs
people with three dimensions, rap songs
blueprint and latifah the queen
a tribe called quest, commander keen
pokemon yellow in a puzzle box
putt putt, pajama sam, spy fox
pablo sanchez, the all+time goat
goat in a boat, afloat in a moat
eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
kensean needs a little break
gotta take a breather, i’m in my 30s
and i do not do cardio
sweatin’ to the oldies with richard s
the invention of the printing press
revolution of info to the masses
now we got words on shot glasses
gotta think about what we really need
rush on the soundtrack to need for speed
hot pursuit 2, santorini, greece
gord downie, rest in peace
call me fred jones but instead of traps
i got the master plan, master plan for raps
marry me, mary elizabeth winstead
knees go weak when i see abed
call me fred jones but instead of traps
i got the master plan, master plan for raps
wife me, karin dreijer from the knife
kissin’ gordon freeman from half+life
sh+ggy and velma makin’ me act+up
i like my fairy tales all mixed+up
muppet christmas carol with michael caine
when i eat my cheerios i like ‘em plain
continental breakfast at a hampton inn
fresh waffles for you and your kin
does it taste good? not exactly
syrup tastes like maple… abstractly
loungin’ around by the hotel pool
smoother than the camel named joe cool
plus i don’t smell bad all the time
and i’m not tryna take every last dime
of the money you saved by buying in bulk
home alone with macauley culk….
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