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letra de catfish - stinkin slumrok

stinkin slumrok:
waved out, blowin’ on my gypsy horn
got a totem twice the size, as we light the torch
*paw-paw!*
battle cats get deported
overseas from the mic as we ride the storm in

bisk:
these catfish rappers see the realness, so they hate it
i’m just grateful that i made it out the matrix
all i see is rain, predictin’ the weather
think i’m playin’? you’ll go missin’ forever

stinkin slumrok:
so who’s next on the def list?
lend me ya limbs dun let ya head rest kid
don pong
straight in the spot just like tetris
big batty girl, ya make the boy restless

bisk:
i need a pyrex, f-ck a bigger tele
i could go and take the p-ss but i’ve been already
me and pocahontas
pokin’ pussy, gettin’ blunted
playin’ funky in the forest, tryna make some monkey

bridge:
all these kids are askin’ “what the f-ck’s goin’ on?!”
forever aim high, shoot at the moon, fire your bong
all these kids are askin’ “what the f-ck’s goin’ on?!”
we’ve only come for a minute to leave your mind gone
all these kids are askin’ “what the f-ck’s goin’ on?!”
it’s whatever that you want it to be, bringin’ it raw. *duck down*
swoop in, jeapordising ya force
likkle pikney boy, won’t surive for the war

bisk:
flip the game, i’m just sane when i’m sober-so
know your role, probably die from an overdose
role your boat down the stream of the comatose. *lah-lah-lah*
now shit’s gettin’ ill
f-ckin’ deal, bust a pill, tryna levitate
shit’s real, why?
here n-gg-s never safe
that’s why i medicate to levitate
but sometimes you gotta regulate

use the fire in my heart tryna free my soul
all the different roads meet at the end
now i go sleep when my belly full
i guess i had enough of feeding my friends

stinkin slumrok:
still i down more pints in a day than tel
looks like slummy’s f-cked up again. *aaah, f-ckin’ h-ll*
but stiiill, ya girly wants to whine on the willy
loves to take the ram, go goat like gruff billy

bisk:
i love what i know, and i hate what i don’t
but i’m runnin outta time, no places to go
never been serious, everything’s material
i don’t love you, but i like you like cereal

stinkin slumrok:
now motherf-cker
come and get crunched
while we’re still slumped
watchin’ the fort, seekin badonk
all the same shit, just another day of the week
out tryna tame this monster that resides in my swamp

- stinkin slumrok

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