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letra de classic - cosmic arcade

[verse 1: chase tha worst]
peaking out the palm tree
eyes like a monkey, man
swinging sticks to this rhythm
eyes red, junky man, jack this fruit
got lucky man, aided up
licked it up
it’s making me all jumpy, man
funky man
it’s got me walking on this wave like jesus had some rhythim
sickening and blinding you like jesus was a villain
slipping like we froze on sipping syrup from a snorkel
bro tied up like bow low
now i’m dead like a dodo, sh-t
one two stepping tropics we repping, we revvin’
hail mary, tossing to heaven
i reckon this could led in seven sins
maybe some demons like s-m-n travel
through streams, producing funk
and get the demon-loving b-tches screaming
now we gonna come and take your prize
it’s not surprising
deja-vu man i can’t describe it
pipeline coming you better ride it
party’s popping, you’re not invited
tropical hop in there’s nothing like
blow it up, boombox, relax, new rock, new block, crew stock
ship off the dock

[verse 2: tino g.]
flip off the cops with a pair of old socks i’ll be
like a postman, in the snow, man
i’m cold, man
footsteps they be crunching in the snow like
i’m warming up, my p-ssion make me glow like
light pollution all across the globe, my
liquid finger tips, make the cuil quiver quick
as i flick my wrist and release my soul i spit
twist a spliff
where my mood below, i do suppose
that’s the reason eyes be staying redder than a ruby brawl
and my thoughts be cloudy
cloudy with the doobie smoke
don’t try be us, just be yourself
because we too be spoke
excuse my braggadocio i’m in the zone, man
young exterior with a thousand year old soul, man!

[chorus]
come and stay at my house
and you can stay at my house and…
come and get your backpack
i’ll tell you where’s the cl-ss at
it’s ten thousand hours baby
ten thousand

[outro: maya]
please don’t let me out
cause you gon bring out the animal

[verse 3: tae]
living a lie, claiming you nice
rapping whatever you like
these rappers are jokers
wearing loafers
you know you bogus
talk about hopeless, i’m voicing progress
feeling important, like my name was joseph, moses and err..
yeah it’s young tay on the scene
always looking fly h-lla high
no i never left but i’m back
feel like pootie tang with the belt
see me in the snow looking clean
with my boots looking dirty
and if your girl looking thirsty
and if she nice she can get it, say
see me swerving in a minivan, see me like
see me swerving in a minivan
yeah i stay sky high like peter pan
smashing doors in the way
smashing broads
fashion shows, some magazine
runaway

[chorus]
come and stay at my house
and you can stay at my house and…
come and get your backpack
i’ll tell you where’s the cl-ss at
ten thousand hours baby
ten thousand

[verse 4: galick-z]
come and rock with us
i don’t just rap, don’t -ssume genre
i don’t nap, i’m in till death, won’t see me sleeping on ya
p-ss me in half, no time for no effort
need to wake up and get it bro
bout time to step up!
s-xy lady you expensive, mess with you i get fine
wanna validate myself, but you just p-ssing me by
on the far side, i see my homies laughing
watch me try hard
can’t press start
got no game
i’m low life
need your heard

[verse 5: d.n. parties]
and then we get on a s-x marathon
tell your man that he messed up
g-ssed up his sand truck on a tenner blow
bench press!
kook your face lit
i turf these waves sit like jay adams
got flavours for days and nights
on my sp-ce teslas

[chorus]
come and stay at my house
and you can stay at my house and…
come and get your backpack
i’ll tell you where’s the cl-ss at
ten thousand hours baby
ten thousand

- cosmic arcade

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