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letra de still preposterous - spose & cam groves

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[intro]
i toe up under city lights

[verse: spose]
i’m still preposterous, smokey oesophagus
watch me make an omelette with sausages on top of it
you won’t
i’m not from the south; quite the opposite
in january three degrees like a doctorate

man, look at spizzy-spose
he thinks he’s so cool
look at his wrists and lack of neck-a-lace with no jewels
lets get r-t-rded: go drool
with some alcoholics, so f-ck your o’douls
on stage drunk; flat out rude
when there’s ice-storms here, we get black-outs too – oh!

next to vermont we’re the smokiest around
clam buckets, dank nuggets up in copious ammounts
i never f-ck a clock; i’m not in to doin’ time
but my rhymes been sublime since listening to nevermind
nevermind
’till i blow-up or grow-up i’ll live a sh-tty life
and then toe up, i get toe-up under city lights

[refrain]
(“i get toe up under city lights” all chopped up to the beat)

[verse: cam groves]
i’ve got my:
beer in backpack
weed in crack-hat
extra-tall resin tip, i’ll show you where i stashed that
my rhymes pack heat, better duck
quack quack, like you’re aflac
girl i wanna see that -ss clap, cause i’m looking for a round-of-applause
any way that i can get it, so get down in them drawers
now every time i’m laying down a track
i get toe-up like i was lying on my back

we can rap in maine (maine)
it ain’t hard to do (do)
still no grill, (nah) just a barbeque
spose and cam groves (who?) will be next
putting maine on the map like a g-p-s
i’ll be on stage screamin’ (screamin’)
all the people in the place, would you throw it up if you’re bulimic
i’m trying to make that sandpaper; keep it gritty, right?
and i get toe (ah-i get toe up) under city lights

[refrain]

- spose cam groves

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