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mospants x dally x phrase - dmp adventures lyrics

[verse 1:dally]

playing zelda since the velcros
this beat in intense mode
the league in impress mode
we dead flows
stay not getting bread whole wheat beats one hundred percent authentic yo
producer take the credits
green chopped up, lettuce
you three putt i got the hole in one like a sleeve cut
my consciousness on freiza
em on my mind like vegeta
i want peace and leave keep the guns yo mos come beam me up
phrase that st–zy one blazing every season yep
we always cold sag running freezing but comfort
one woods and one zute
calm of the storm go to shabas at 4:20
eat some fruit loops
pece on the new loops keef sprinkled bowls dude
my paps eating whole food
north english on pro tools
phrase heat that cold food

[verse 2 : phrase

dally p-ssin me the blunt starting to get nostalgic
enter the room blazed and these people appalled with
my crew stinking up the place with a few cron zips
but still inking up the page while zooted off bong rips
tryna’ drop more than common knowledge to them
future of this, writin’ with nastradamus’ pen
cross me, guarantee i’ll return with a flawless revenge
influenced off liquor and my rotten conscious again
speakin’ with dark and monotonous tones
cuttin’ throats of those obsessed with watchin’ the throne
anthrax threats, type of of sh-t we plottin’ to pose
sendin soldiers to war like they forgot about drones
mos dropping the poems, controllin’ armies of clones, take out the legs like you’re playin’ d-rose
paragliding over mount doom with concrete kicks on
flava-flav sh-t, im walkin on my wristw-tch
can’t harm me body from krypton
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[verse 3 : mospants]

weed strands arizonas he’s in he’s in
carpe diem so the day i’m gonna seize it’
and these n-ggas on sisa if they can’t see us
quiet life on my head, reading my white guys sheening
while supplying ether staying on my clever sh-t these
f-cking people avarice, smoke spliffs till theirs no
remnants scoping through the collins gem still not a
college kid dally put the quasi in, your flows small like
dobby is captain crunch mospants attacking with a back-up bus
full of bandits we those canacks canadian southpark packing
bud sk!lls sticking out pamela’s -ss is (m-ssive b-tt) they
don’t know what our p-ssion does waltermazzarri status brah
but all the f-ckery keeps adding up more liquor to my damaged guts
haa

- mospants x dally x phrase lyrics

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