I got the dynamo of volition the po-po-position automatic transmission with low-ow emissions. I'm a brand new addition to the old edition with the love unconditional.
And I'm a drama abolitionist damn no opposition to my proposition half of a man half magician half a politician holdin' the mic like ammunition and my vision is as simple as light.
Ain't no reason we should be in a fight no demolition get to vote, get to say what you like procreation compositions already written by itself. Singin' heck is for the people not believin' in gosh.
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Good job, get 'em up way high gimmie gimmie that high five
Good times, get 'em way down low gimmie gimmie that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again, gimmie gimmie that high ten
You're the best definition of good intention.
I do not answer a call if I do not know who is calling
I guess the whole point of it all is that we never know really
I'm tryin' to keep with the Jones's while waiting for guns and the roses to finish what we all suppose is gonna be shit so silly
Ooh, that shit so silly
bap bap bap bap bap bap so silly
Oh, fist knock bumpin' and wrist lock, twistin' up a rizla, Kid Icarus on the transistor, Nintendo givin' me the blister, girl bend over take it in the kisser
Best friends are hittin' on my sister, try to tell 'em that they still a wish-a, 'cause she already got herself a mister and besides that's gross don't wanna diss her. Now di-di-di-di-didn't I say?
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Good job, get 'em up way high gimmie gimmie that high five
Good times, get 'em way down low gimmie gimmie that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again, gimmie gimmie that high ten
You're the best definition of good vs. evil
I do not keep up with statistics I do not sleep without a mistress
I do not eat unless it's fixed with some kind of sweet like a licorice
My home is deep inside the mystics I'm known to keep diggin' on existence
I'm holdin' in the heat like a fish stick, my phone it beeps because I missed it
I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling
Makin' no sense of it all say can I get a witness?
I'm only a boy in a story, just a hallucinatory trippin' on nothin' there is livin' in the wilderness
With a tiger spot on my back, livin' life of a cat
I just wanna relax here and write another rap tune
Drivin' off on a blind man's bike
I can say just what I like or nothin' can stop you
Good job, get 'em up way high gimmie gimmie that high five
Good times, get 'em way down low gimmie gimmie that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again, gimmie gimmie that high ten
You're the best definition of good intentions.
