Part 7

Lyrics
65 [Verse 1] Only MC channel the dirt [?] degree Petroleum free if you know what I mean Inappropriate opium dream, peel Slowly and see, I wholly agree Why would you wanna wear sensible shoes Reprehensible views, son of a gun Strum heeum conventional blues, one Dimensional, unintentional psyches in fear Lightning'll likely appear, God I wish Mikey was here Slightly severe I'm sincere Delusional guys I will funeralise Beautiful eyes, take it el numеro eyes Fire firе fire fire, herd in the booth Burnin' the roof, dire dire dire dire Burden of proof, perverting the youth Urban recluse living in liminal spaces Been in a state, a digital stasus Everything on individual basis Collector's items in the original cases Professional sports, winning divisional races Picture the regroup, I'm covered in slippery goo Here's a mystery clue though We get the victory too (We got the victory too) (We got the victory too) (We got the victory too) (We got the victory too)
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Credits
- Writers
- Buck 65