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letra de retro - cyanide and silicone

[verse 1: bandit k!lla]
it’s retro time, so let’s get it right
i can’t write a rhyme, so f-ck feeling fine
wanna get retro? raging bones in all these hoes
yeah i got a phone but i left it at home
it comes in a bag, it drags like a nut sack
c0ke’s in the back with hookers on crack
my hair is greasy, they call me grease
my girl is sleazy, she got c0ke sneeze

[verse 2: sideshow the king]
duran duran on my walkman
bumpin’ that 80’s beat with my inherent vice
and no i’m never f-cking nice, for you i got some good advice
you should take your telephone chord and wrap it around your neck twice
spilling my cocaine, falling out my track pants
back at my high school every dudes name is lance
went to the prom and snorted blow
the jam was take me home tonight by eddie money
snorted c0ke, and now i’m bout to start a fight

[verse 3: bandit k!lla]
palm trees galore, look there’s a wh0r-
i got gl-ss floors, rocking 84
my ferrari is tight, it shines at night
tall hair height, so let’s start a fight
peel on the wheel and there’s a double k!ll
blood on the bumper and on the windshield
i’m a big fighter, i watch night rider
neon’s brighter, i rock my clothes tighter

[verse 4: sideshow the king]
mind state f-cked up at the arcade
mind state slapped solid with this tall fade
token got jammed in the machine
total carnage mixed with some rampage
hit the boardwalk and these ladies looking mean
i got a couple bottles in me, i’m a c0ke machine
i look like sloth from the goonies mixed with elliot from e.t
at the dinner eating, f-cking with these stranger things
my life is so f-cked up, now my life is on the f-cking skids
sitting watching nickelodeon with these f-cking cosby kids

[hook]
in touch with the ground, i’m on the hunt down
i’m retro as f-ck, bumping this sound
this city is slept up, better to check up
sticking your neck up, you can’t f-cking get up

[bridge]
yo, i’m a nice guy, sweat pants, hi-fi
f-ck your high five, roll by and i’m high
we them boys your b-tch is banging through her ear buds
at the function, in the sky like duck hunt

[verse 5: bandit k!lla]
zebra stripes, and funky -ss tights
party all night and stare at laser lights
wear aviators, and popping simulators
solar navigator, avoid alligators
like hair bands and all the glam
say i’m a fake fan, i don’t give a d-mn
8 bit games, and p-rn star fame
habit too tame, sl1ck cocaine

[verse 6: sideshow the king]
b-tch, i’m retro, raging bones in all hoes
nintendo flow, shoes broken fitted toes
adidas trackies, i’m trap rapping at the track meet
no rap sheet, high jump, i’m no athlete
they say your boy is sick, that’s okay, that’s how i’m living
get it how i give it, this is 80’s f-cking living
c0ke splattered mirror, freddy krueger mural on my wall
call me a f-cking b-tch
i’ll page your b-tch the memo of my b-lls

[hook]
in touch with the ground, i’m on the hunt down
i’m retro as f-ck, bumping this sound
this city is slept up, better to check up
sticking your neck up, you can’t f-cking get up

- cyanide and silicone

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