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yungfunk - hibachi lyrics

d+mn it i’m hot like hibachi
you catch this vibe like hitachi
banging tracks out like its bocce
25 lives on karachi
speaking consecutive bodies
late to the party its over i’m sorry
hate mornings i’m groggy
til my eyes glossy
alright i’m ready to rock it
alright i’m ready to rock it
alright i’m ready to rock it
d+mn it i’m hot like hibachi
you catch this vibe like hitachi
banging tracks out like its bocce
25 lives on karachi
speaking consecutive bodies
late to the party its over i’m sorry
hate mornings i’m groggy
til my eyes glossy
alright i’m ready to rock it
alright i’m ready to rock it
alright i’m ready to rock it

beat is a steed i’m a jockey
greasing the groovе learn from firas zahabi
seek to improve i landed i’m saucеd
try me’s not the move, could lose your whole posse
could do it clean or we could get sloppy
blade up your ass like omar or muammar qaddafi
make the doc puke as he does the autopsy
mind going fugue
winding me deeper internal rebuke
only makes sense to remain a recluse
best friend as a youth was a f+ckin’ balloon
descend from my cage just to enter the booth
yelling buzz words and taboos
gotta get buzzing so beats’ll get bruised
been writing and grinding n paying my dues
licensed to shine cuz i grew from the roots
d+mn it i’m hot like hibachi
you catch this vibe like hitachi
banging tracks out like its bocce
25 lives on karachi
speaking consecutive bodies
late to the party its over i’m sorry
hate mornings i’m groggy
til my eyes glossy
alright i’m ready to rock it
alright i’m ready to rock it
alright i’m ready to rock it

i’m up an i’m ready to rock it
speak out of turn always out of pocket
gotta discern the champ from a jobber
funky to mics is like junkies to copper
one and the same a man and his honor
funk on the track its a guaranteed bopper
why he like dat, he’s off of his rocker
i’ve been down bad, but i’ll never falter
king do ’em ruthless like my name was lawler
off with his head if he owe me a dollar
a promise from me is the rock of gibraltar
meet my demands nod and say roger
working class fam descend from no scholar
forget where i stashed it feel like a conner
b+tch i got clips like my name was balmer
scream on ya ass, inspectah deck chalmers

- yungfunk lyrics

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