posseshot - life support lyrics
[verse: mr. muscles]
(cruz like penelope)
yeah
i’m a melbourne boy, self-employed
want more st–ze? i ain’t helpin’ toy
copy the noise and get lost in the void, hand me the joint
sigmund freud, i got too many fingers to point
get my joy when i look at my boys
won’t stop ’til i end up in a royce
i got a voice that’s moist, people’s choice
they get annoyed when i hit ’em with the floyd
i’m skywalker, you’re my droid
i’ma start calling you r2-d2, you’re a dumb weasel
i got a friend who looks like the street vin diesel
and he don’t get big use on the needle, he just preys on the evil
then he eats them people, they got a messed up cerebral
why you think i’m b-mping the kief for, this sh-t’s lethal
been done over so many times, this time there won’t be a sequel
yeah, i’m gettin’ equal
watch me fly like an eagle
they say that i won’t but i will, watch me aim for the k!ll
i ain’t playin’ on the bill ’cause i’m way too real
yeah, yeah, and it’s muscles
yeah, and it’s muscles
i’m a melbourne boy
i’m a melbourne boy, self-employed
i’m the m a n, gotta spray it again, you ain’t f a m
can’t claim my ends, it gets too intense when i hop off the bench
i’ll end your rep man, where’s your friends?
where’s that dash, that pep you said you had?
yeah, back in the lab, get stabbed in the back, i’ll switch off your battery pack
then fade to black, are you happy lad?
i ain’t your average dad
got work in a nappy bag
yeah combin’ the scene for the payback, comin’ from way back
man, i don’t play that, f-ckin’ with a dot, you gotta pay tax
yeah, you’ll go downhill, no brake pads
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
you’ll go downhill, no brake pads
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
you’ll go downhill, no brake pads
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
you’ll go downhill, no brake pads
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
yeah, i got ’em g-ssed
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