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buck 65, doseone & jel - not weird كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: doseone]
your faded major organs in a jar
blood pouring from a portion of your yard
two hawks having a grackle on the hood of your car
have you gone too far, well past all psrs
out there, where birthdays just don’t hit that hard
all the bizarre, rotting your concept of par
every last bar, abusing its context
unusual fondness for all pets venomous
dead self_centredness, shadow self_betterment
declaring a terrible tenderness nevertheless
not everything’s gotta hurt as it gets worse
he says blurred like the hurricane eye of the curse
unflinching as i am penning this verse

[verse 2: buck 65]
registered nurses meddling, medicine men and several mystics
snakes that try to k!ll each other
doing the dirt and devil’s mischief
murdering lower_level bishops if the particular element’s relevant
i’m sort of like a centaur, show ‘em a photograph
half gorilla, lower half elephant
hidden in the amazon, eccentric and hard
the padawan, sign kendrick lamar to anticon
it’s not weird, call me, let’s do this the tin can way
start at the beginning of time, you can call me “chimpan_a”
the thin man, burna boy, messing around with myrna loy
herbivore, urban lore, turning it up till you’re destroyed
brace yourself, beware the threesome
i can hardly bear the freedom
sickening situation, i kick ‘em in the skin of the perineum
somewhere in sweden, holy grail, you can ruin it with a mark
two copies, back and forth, we’re doing it doing it in the park
[verse 3: doseone]
stays in me a spark, languaging the dark
from every angle art, [?]
[?] bone ankle parts, grinded till they [?]
not rap, where do the wicked within men ben flap and stop at
a sacred clock, [?] concocted a top hat
or not that, possibly something more obnoxious
tears of a mocked prophet’s itemised droplets
plopped in a locked goblet or various other scarying objects
it complex, to be he who’s not got [?]
[?] lone mountain topper, thrown lightning rodders
screaming ‘bout science, wide and defiant
out into the [?]
and i get it, i let it power my [?]
my clever go_getter, get better, my fever
heater forever like ether and whatever holds together [?]

[verse 4: buck 65]
gee wiz
old geezer, the beat greaser, number two like derek jeter
jump throw, sitting front row, don’t get previous
deviant art models going full throttle, jungle brain
what menace? cut chemist looks just like my uncle wayne
muscle pain, bone breaks, the fakes got shot in the r_ct_m
grandmaster flash on the autism spectrum
i’m jazz chisholm, word, getting dirty with extreme flyness
piousness, devout route, shout out to p_minus
shout out to the grave diggers and the weight lifters
l_roneous, shout out to the shape shifters

- buck 65 doseone jel

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