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letra de bumpin’ - podgy hodgy

verse 1:

now the coughs don’t start till i walk in
i got a couple kopperburgs and a one skin
kick off booties by the dustbin
l-st and i rush for a hug and a conversation about nothing
looks like summer jumped in to shindig
pinterest peeps and a kindred spirit
interest is deep with a mimic
but i’m timid bruh no desperaux
in my winter coat i’m a eskimo
but i don’t argue or fight but i might i go bushido if you diss my bros
bittersweet nostalgia
my hair covered in talcum powder
off white look and i draw a bazook
on a beast that looks like palkia and dialga
it’s tantamount to fitting in
then i pass it around i’ll spin again
then i riff on a joke when i choke when it gets to much
might pass out on your best mates coat
i admire the rustic aesthetic
ogling at your relics
heretics and some apathetics engaged in a hearty debate bout merit
televised k!llings and a force field
horsefield turts in a place i embellish
slitherin thoughts with a militant retort
escort myself out the room for a talk bout my
tenancy in the city
gallantry with the pity
piece myself back together like broken crockery
your boys subject matters a mockery so we bumpin!
[chorus]

verse 2:

i twist and contort to a beat through remorse without the aid of bad thoughts and no cadence
stray on the left, treble klef with my steps
take a breathe puff it in and i’m dead
mishmash of your favourite colours
i’m disabling others who stray to the right
wanna talk about that with your brothers and sisters
i bet you wanna watch a couple fights tonight
but i’m a slush pup eater
dumb gup speaker
pumped up kid, you can call it what you want mouth breather
i don’t foster the people, i let em foster me close when we dance in the ether
riffing on conversations
no one here really got the patience
let’s give these peeps out there a taste of the speakers thumpin!
bruh, lights in here bit dim
dj looking at victims and p-ssed kids
drink too much and a liver gonna bust wide open
gobsh-te omens
pushbike coasting
kush life sh-t and i’m smoking
insight broken
bouncer look like odin
with no wisdom
your pistons timid
dunna grow up, stay as an infant
on top of the roof
another quick chat and i swoop
guys in the queue too toxic
might go pop him
packed like oxen
no gorgonopsid with a
mad night and another fall
old mr brightside on a wanderwall
this one goes out to everybody out there tryna be somethin’
gotta be bumpin!
[chorus]

- podgy hodgy

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