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funkoars - being vincent d'onofrio lyrics
[intro:]
cl-ssic (cl-ssic)
cl-ssic (cl-ssic)
[verse 1: trials]
yeah, terrifying creature, size thirteen nike sneakers
beard is like “what?” and the hair is like jesus
they smuggling the reefer, suspect smell
but it’s a habit, gotta have it like it’s “done d.l.”, h-ll
[verse 2: sesta]
i’m at the flash lab, pack blang, lit mic
did a cool song, great hook, sh-t tight
you’ve got a sh-t wife, and a sh-t life
said “your cat died on facebook” – cl1ck like
[verse 3: hons]
right, right, this ain’t clockwork orange
but reeks ultra violence when the hons jump on it
clothes smell of vomit from a sat-rday night
full time binge drinker if the salary right
[verse 4: trials]
it’s like group policy, i dropped that toxic smell
“exorcist” sh-t – your mother sucks “whats” in h-ll
if i’m not back in five, then turn my torrents off
make sure my cat’s all right, grab your molotov
[hook 1: trials]
let’s go on the road, three months, i’m gone
got the shows packed out an i’m [?]
that’s cl-ssic (cla-cl-ssic)
that’s cl-ssic (cla-cl-ssic)
i’ve got a big fat box of free clothes that only fits
kids so my shirt says “peepshow” you know
that’s cl-ssic (cla-cl-ssic)
that’s cl-ssic (cla-cl-ssic)
[verse 5: hons]
this is champagne ‘oars in the champagne room
with a big stack of chips and a iou
(that’s cl-ssic) party ‘til i’m higher than degr-ssi
room start spinning, then cats try to attack me
[verse 6: trials]
it’s like, oh no, windows up, roll past the po-po
in slo-mo, r-t-rd the beat like they were hobos
somebody’s mother said the ‘oars don’t smash it
i’ve seen a kid [?] for sh-t, f-cking cl-ssic
[verse 7: sesta]
ooh, i move boom-f-cking-bastic
uh, the way you move, f-cking spastic
i’m goin’ crazy as a catholic
your rhymes done stink bruv, time to turn the mattress
[verse 8: hons]
new sheets, same choir, old policy
daz b, great guy, ‘oars commentary
got a handy cam, thirty odd tour dates
mind swept from the gutter, washed straight down the sewer scene
[hook 2: trials]
when you’ve been up all week and working hard on your feet
to buy weed, then you park near police
ah, man, that’s cl-ssic (cla-cl-ssic)
that’s cl-ssic (cla-cl-ssic)
i jumped the plane on the stage just before the show
half the party at the club can’t afford to go
man, that’s cl-ssic (cla-cl-ssic)
that’s cl-ssic (cla-cl-ssic)
[post-hook: trials]
yeah, i got dazza on the beat, is that cl-ssic or what?
yeah, certified wise, that’s cl-ssic as f-ck
adelaide, sa, home of the baddest
the funkoars, on tour, guaranteed…oh
[verse 9: sesta]
i made a mess, uh, things i must confess, uh
plus, i hate me, but to you, well i think lesser
nonetheless, i got the home made distress-er
bet ya, centre the room and face mecca
[verse 10: hons]
now, i better pop a mez ‘cause i don’t trust the pilot
card come round, i pay in silver like a pirate
still broke, ‘oars always go too far
put the whole minibar on our old credit card now
[verse 11: trials]
i’m freaking out now, it could be the wind
four in the front talking ‘bout the moostiest stink
man, i’m losing it, mr f-cking trials [?] suited ‘em
on board, the plane across the valley [?]
[verse 12: sesta]
then the ash cloud grounded our plane
and then the hash cloud drowning the brain
i got st. elmo to the light up with fire, why fight it?
you like it and it’s pirated, well, why buy it? never
[outro:]
welcome to the worst nightmare of all
reality
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