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​mr. master – ​panic! lyrics

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[prod. by mr. master]

[intro: mr. master]
many doors, yes?
many worlds, no?

[verse 1: mr. master]
i was thinkin’ a hole in my head
i’s like f+ck it, i’ma go it instead
on tap, that’s a quicktime event
y’ain’t on jack, no p90x
day in and day out, i stay in the loop
and it ain’t to be cool; it’s to damage assess
send a scout out and angel invest
butler valet the mayonnaise benz
i ain’t came to make friends
i survey the terrain and ain’t nary a threat
i hop out no defense. no offense
2012, did my first show in high school with b+tterflies
gunnin’ these flies since then
triple take, thought it’s noah beck
thе homies said don’t do the thing, i’s like lol bеt
they giga upset
had to take off the oculus quest
this virtual b+tch got augmented br++sts
your reality really a mess
i drag out the id from the depths
crash it and craft a new me out what’s left
ain’t no strategyguide, gotta guess
welcome home, agm+114r9x
nothin’ personal, kid. ain’t mature enough
pull up a chair with mcwane on the sh+t deck
oochie wally b. seck
uggo couldn’t get the qualia percepted
under sea, cover johnny b. best
this some sh+t they ain’t ready for yet
but your kids’ll be hexed. that’s u manifest
unabridge. ain’t no video edit
unpredictable idiolect
and i’m what’s eating lily+rose depp
ain’t a fl!ck on the net. it’s a fathom event
i was tutoringavani gregg on her ap lang test
but her brain’s on the fritz so i stood up the ditz
let her ass get a one. in her class, get an f
nothin’ personal, kid. ain’t mature enough yet
as far as the worst, this my personal best
shortness o’ breath. lemme rest
let the g+nius readers digest
[chorus: eugene lowell singers]
are you the cashier? yes!
i’m the busy monkey
in charge of all the money
i ring the register with my tail! oh!
don’t you think that’s funny?
hehe, i sure do!

[verse 2: mr. master]
off it ‘fore y’all was e’en on it. i clock ineffectual
shirk it unconscious+ (wheel+up)
off it ‘fore y’all was e’en on it
i clock ineffectual, shirk it unconscious
fifty sumn ways to break hearts. here’s a hot tip
tip her to me and i’ll pick that locket
tough guy let your own physiology sabotage you
and it’s me that’s your target?
oh you thinkin’ that you’re thinkin’ impartial?
secret society dismiss it as farcical
any critic worth their salt
know it’s art, part and parcel
hollywoo fm blackball the magic
shakin’ me askin’ for profit
coulda sworn i sent a ph in my correspondence
fb all ‘is stock and i bloom out the concrit
guo+qiang an effigy. extravaganzanthropologist
iwata would bile up twice
at the sight of this edutain train
i just piled up malbone in his honorance
golliath, milla jovovovich
famished. this giphy gefilte fish noshin’ ain’t loppin’ it
all the way wass. itch off they face, they ain’t makin’ no scratch. repression o’ mens rea’ll do that
putsch up the puppetry. zhuzh your skullduggery
dungeon keep dos over app
roger nada. y’all clankers cou’n’t cradle the clack. bbbbap!
onna kiddos, i can’t dumb it down for your ditto
i burglar barred all o’ those opportune windows
ignoramusaurus out paleoproterozoic
this cambrian ‘splosion cyan0bacteria been autotrophic
syntheticize photos and cook up my own sh+t
never had you an in+gag runnin’ for potus
[chorus: eugene lowell singers]
are you the cashier? yes!
i’m the busy monkey
in charge of all the money
i ring the register with my tail! oh!
don’t you think that’s funny?
hehe, i sure do!

[verse 3: mr. master]

[outro: eugene lowell singers]
the super duper market staff are pleased to serve you here
you always will be welcomed with super duper cheer!
goodbye!



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