HUD.ini

Lyrics

[intro] *humming* How do you know what it is that I'm thinking? Oh, that's because I'm telling you *laughing* Oh, I'm aware what it is, you're... Oh, baby, I know what you're thinking That this is something I didn't exactly fucking write [Verse] Hell's up for some sport and isn't cray what everybody brought, huh? 'Cause you're giving it out, yeah, you're dumb But give me more, yeah, yeah, it's important Still a fighter, fucking up cunts like a right hook With a nice verse while I burst on her Swan's white shirt Isn't it Wrexham's own spitter? The best with the... Light verse And I ain't got the paper pen, I'm shooting in the breeze I think you know I got that HUD! But if I want to beat "the bakey B" Maybe I should just piece the page and see If I was to bag and beg for beef Battalions with sheets would come at the B Will I really crack a bar on this scheme? I don't know, but I'm just glad that I have... [Chorus] Magic, magic habits It's like I could have half and half and "ha, bits!" 'Cause it's my *Chick* No trick, it's magic Sorta like that, abra, abra, cadabara, cadabra! [Verse] It's the fact that I'm baked and dopey That bitch that reclines, she loves the old me Concrete? oh gee, nowadays I'm floating Maybe know me before I'm caked then, blow me Permanent glue, give you a baby low-key This myth may not be traced to Old England But I will storm Viking Odin with "Hey," "Isn't the biggest god so lowly?" Fuck, I'm all heroed out Yo, me as well From here on out, no US ting But I might just be inclined to let the last drip on out I'll mix it like that, clean as an ass wipe I'm just stalling while I install, all right? This might not be precise It might take me more than a motherfucking night! Wait a minute baby, while I calibrate And I make anime look like real life Am I out of ways No! Matrix glide, at first with those naked wires 'till you can respawn soul and mind Don't even think about hitting my line 'Cause I gave you the plan, the future tonight, yeah It's sorta like that [Chorus] Magic, magic habits It's like I could have half and half and "ha, bits!" 'Cause it's my *Chick* No trick, it's magic Sorta like that, abra, abra, cadabara, cadabra! [Verse] Gothic canes encage a flame, engaging frame, rustic paint Unencumbered stains, welcome luggage for its age Modern beasts get put to shame, a cutlass trained Putting on a play The soul of the lantern keeps cold away, ay Tap 'em with that, I'm tackling the staff What I mean is that this bag is all in this And it's just been passed What I mean is that this gram will one day do me grand What I mean is I need a hand to help me smoke this [Chorus] Magic, magic habits It's like I could have half and half and "ha, bits!" 'Cause it's my *Chick* No trick, it's magic Sorta like that, abra, abra, cadabara, cadabra!