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ghettosocks – naturally nice كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
we’ve been friends a long time but i’m sorry i have to k!ll you. these rhymes involve minds like pine sol dissolves mildew. allow me to extrapolate, i’ll seal a rapper’s fate from a ceiling fan with cellophane and some packing tape. ever since the seventh grade i had to gravitate and when i heard kane i said ‘d_mn that rapper’s great’. so now i navigate with battered crates filled with magic plates and еnough tricks to outwit the average apе. i’ll shake a chimp’s hand and shape_shift by the quicksand, swing by a vine and save a lion in a quick jam. i had a membership at the zoo for eleven years. they all knew my name like norm when he stepped in cheers. spent too much time with the penguins and was asked to leave, but that’s aight cause i cut myself some backup keys. i’m too nice_ animals can sense my good nature, feeding trail mix to wack mcs with a wooden stapler. lrg was gonna sponsor but i blew my chance when the rep walked in on me wearing a goose for pants. i’ll do a dance like ed mcmahon just threw me grands and spew a load on the camera crew without using hands. rap technologies are biological, with warning labels that read ‘danger! highly volatile’. suckaz wanna step to the true and try the honorable with visuals so rich your mama had to buy a monocle

[verse 2]
the rhythm is timeless and these villains are spineless. i’ll give ’em love taps and straight k!ll em with kindness. the flyest mc on the no_fly list. insomniac on the sk!lls? nope_ no eyelids. i brought goodie bags of knowledge for the mobs to snack on and some tails for these donkey_faced zombies to tack_on. articulate and tickle plates with rigorous passion and pixilate a missile base_ ridiculous hats on. out of ten i rate a horizontal figure eight. these cats ain’t happenin’ like tourin’ montreal in figure skates. i’ll bake a pretty cake that won’t match your sh_tty face, kiss the ring then remember how your mama’s titties taste. i’ll knit a sweater out of olive leaves and send it to your crib with a letter of apology. you’ll prolly frame it on your wall thinking all is peace, but if you read it backwards, you’d see it says you swallow pee. follow g to the h double t_ o_ halifax got enough mcs to double t.o. i get run outta town every time i bust a free show: ‘floor it motherf_cker!’ i am, it’s just a geo! petting baby llamas how the man do_ d_mn you_ on the mic like koalas on to bamboo. it’s all factual_ all phat_ the god’s rational. raw raps spannning all maps_ it’s all natural

- ghettosocks

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