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the hibreeds - knock knock lyrics

[verse 1: rawdog]
want it done right? gotta m-st-rbate yaself. born alone, die alone, make moves in stealth
there’s a lotta middle ground between a church mouse and a frat house
all i see big -ss smiles on roided out rottweilers
got em hypnotized with violent, signs of the times
save the dramatic theatrics geriatric fat b-tch. tryin to appear like a good person to other people
feigned interest just to get them digits, used to gain entrance to the p-ssy lips n sh-t
the moped madman had the best god d-mn plan like a, well-groomed dude who still act real rude
bungy jumpin like tony dungy son sorta done cuz he ain’t have a gun hun, mmm
i’ll always bet against the rookies during play-off time. if i lose i’m playin hooky from the checkout line, feel me?
get ya payment took by the f-ckin facebook crook. judgin by that look ya yellow soul is kinda shook
should coulda wrapped the booger sugar in coco fritter
the ol’ ticker won’t flutter now you deader than john ritter
will i still keep it real if i go to israel with evander holyfield and get, ill for a thrill?
is it survival or cannibalism, you tell me what’s missin? stems, caps, and a kush pack, what you know about that?
kinda morbib. i can’t afford it because it’s been imported…well there is one waaay, i’ll have to start extorting
lookin like a loan shark, now we play the corleone part. keep it simple son like bart simpson i get ‘er done
daahhh!!! quit ya bellyakin and bring home the bacon or go to bed with clay akin. why the f-ck is you fakin?
lyin bout what ya makin and bitin that one jamacian
ya fake -ss rasta, should’ve been shakin and bakin
stay runnin late with a high bribability rate
sealed his fate with crushed grapes on the date
drink brew by the lake and house herb by the crate
tried to kick the habit but f-ck it let it marinate

[verse 2: d. jame$]
saint james 3d bioprintin dna
made it out the jungle homie piece of cake
three times born
eyes closed i can see the fake
king quetzalcoatl sacrifice em gotta feed the snake
genetic memories in my bone marrow
focus zone narrow
always on schedule
eye on the lone sparrow
me and k!lla came to k!ll the division
super sour strong as nuclear fission
i use my mind like the dwave
universal symmetry reflected in the deep brain
these clones stallin like green in the freeze frame
unlike earth bro i ball nba
doc digi had to switch the position
solar power had to get with the mission
spittin wicked lit with gifted precision
im ahkenaten droppin optical physics
no carbon copy if you listen you get it
lets get it
inspired by dionysus
lighting striking on the inside of my eyelids
a young midas flow wetter than poseidon
still shinin my mind is hyper violet
a thousand petals in this bouquet
yeah genetic engineering got me feelin like luke cage
made you think its april fools day
bruh you can’t k!ll a god you might as well just shoot blanks!

- the hibreeds lyrics

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