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mozzie mutant - "oscar micheaux" lyrics

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(hook)
move up move up (move up move up)
go in for the k!ll you got to move up
move up move up (move up move up)
you know you got the sk!ll you got to move up
move up move up (move up move up)
you know the deal you got to move up
move up move up (move up move up)
no time to chil you got to move up!

(verse 1)
they say you got to k!ll opening night
the hope in him slowly dies
hurts more than soap in your eyes
f-ck her in her fallopian twice
fam its all intentional
moving like a seasoned professional
there is reasons for this confessional
even when it all seems one dimensional
they all deal lies i wait for the truth fam
feels like it’s all eyes on me like
truman
need a drink with a enough chase to chase the demons away
to keep all the bad dreaming at bay
sweating venom from wrestling with the serpents
she is looking for a purse while i’m looking for a purpose
we could be living in the age of enlightenment
but instead we’re trying to gage where the lightie went
payed the pieper with pies right from my overdraft
p-ss the pipe filled with lie she wants life over fast
drinking on my solo man im a slave to my vices
but what do you expect when left to your own devices

(hook)

(verse 2)
so many question but meg you need to answer this
how can i be a libra but still so cancerous
they all leach i’m in this game to advance this sh-t
be a blind man but can point where the dancer is
louis ck meets louie the 16th
whenever i let loose a new one 16
head next to the guillotine
use to be such an evil teen
year 9 is like a crossroads
tell you now that you can getlost in these cold roads
you can write an essay about the great gatsby
or you and your eses spit about how great gats be
back home there is no improvement yeah the hammer swinging
but i left that all behind it was close call like nana’s ringing
court adjoined don’t still don’t know who christ is
but i hope this quarter chicken can halt this quarter life crisis
feed me your troubles bruv fam i dine on plight
no napoleon complex fam i’m just dynamite

(hook)



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