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- Doomtree Gray Duck 歌词
- Doomtree
- Gray Duck -Doomtree
Ride on Blue Boy dipped in a Uni
Dickin on a squad car vickin on a fully
Sick as a Sunni strapped with a bobby
Pullin on the pin he Tutankhamun
Boots to the ceiling boostin'the serum
So sincere brutes new to the feeling
Ridin'on the old scene buck if you hear me
Bucks for the fabric of your fiber
Bricked dips blicks big brighter
Bees in a trap
No bees in a hive
Gee is for Geezus G's and a nine
Oh is for O G's grease in the eyes
Crease in the khakis piece to the side
Forgotten youth when older mutants played Magneto
We believed the strip and never plagiarized their credo
Fashion cutter for the fascist dirty-lipped and truly goony
Looney Tune Schooly D's come off cartoony
No King Cloak and Dagger Lavabanger Legacy
No anonymity no forced validity
False hopes we got close man we got ghost
Tough shows and rough roads until every sign said go
Take the skins
Hang 'em on the walls
Not trophies just reminders
What is left here when we fall
Yeah ay I'm pushing up on your tempo
She too stoned Nintendo
I'm Vint Cerf she Pink Floyd
I'm jumpin'out the window
Sike I'm fly I float aight right by
Cut my own moat
Get by with my chose fam
Dismantle thrones
All the ****in your station
All up in your dark
Awkward in ya Marc Maron conversations
Call 'em out the park
Hangin'out then Van Halen cabs in your city
All up on your block opposite the cops
Y'all should all ****with me
Style like a Cadillac
Crash with a battle axe handy
Gucci store fire on the couture
Then planes trains and automobiles I'm John Candy
Y'all just can't stand me
I make 'em feel ridiculous
Pickin'apart they postures put together meticulously awful
In the air hostile
The fingernails watch 'em
Sit and stare box 'em if I gotta
Panic is the fashion
I arrow to the action
Pied Piper through all types a ****
Types like me y'all ain't ****in'with ever
Go get it
Or go without
You going nowhere
Run that ****into the ground
Go get it
Or go without
We go for broke
And run that ****into the ground
Struck by lightning
With a hand in the sand
Came to with a fist fused in gl***
Closed the circuit skull full of white light mouthful of ash
Sparks on the pavement
Dragging the chain
Anchor's off man lost it again
Steady on gotta push through the rain
Weather in the veins came for this
Train for this ****
Made for this pray they miss duck
Duck gray duck gets up and running
Rest fall back like a bridge in London
Brand new brakes I never touch 'em
You're all spin move you're doing too much
Rental car trick cigar
I'm just laughing while that whole thing blows up
Looking like I'm Joakim Noah
Black mask take your gas money
My name is Sims but call me David Lynch
I make 'em act funny
I ain't afraid to change lines state date or face
I'm option two when you skate or die
But still survive on b***lines
At least for the next eight months
Then I change up like it ain't much
You do the Roger Rabbit in Shape Ups
Still blabbing bout some frame up vision
MN living gray duck risen
Nay ****s given way subliminal
Cl***-war criminal trying to make my stance more pivotal
See what is left is suspect
The Pepsi Gen went crystal meth
And punk rock dads scream rap is dead
I laughed until I lost my chill
I'm really real half Built to Spill half Kill at Will
Half shark alligator and my Philly filled
Mill City kid in the field
Gritty is in the blood proof is in the track
Fifty in the tank on you like a Mac Truck
Roll with a ton on my back
Better back up fast
Go get it
Or go without
You going nowhere
Run that ****into the ground
Go get it
Or go without
We go for broke
And run that ****into the ground
And run that ****into the ground
And run that
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