letra de saxman - wasabi boiz
[intro: damorealizer]
oh you want some crazy freestyle?
you want some crazy freestyle?
you want some crazy?
roof roof
roof roof
[verse 1: damorealizer, tah-g]
bentley bentley bentley, mulzan
bentley bentley bentley, mulzan
yeah we taking our time
stealing your time like it’s a rolls royce
like it’s a
i’m not a sore
i’m not a sore
i block doors
gimme the tour
gimme the tour
of my life
my life
i always had to fight
in my life
i’ve never been given nothing
handed to me like a billionaire
so i’m not the heir of some wealthy family
i’m the heir to the life of god
[verse 2: damorealizer]
back on the beat
i don’t have no time to think
so i gotta rap slow
rap slow, got glow
glow in the dark
i’m not slow in the dark
i’m fast in the dark
like a fast in the night light
i’m like a night fox
i’m on the tight knox
knox, i’m from the school of the hard knox
[verse 3: damorealizer, tah-g]
back to the fact
tah-g on the beat
back to the fax machine
i gotta print out things for my little sinner
back to the facts
now we’re making racks
uh, i’m playing the sax
(sax onomatopoeia)
sam play the sax
i play the tuba
come at me
a boy will get the scooter
scoot her to the left
now that sh-t hurting
what you gonna do before i put you on the hurting?
what’d the fax say?
it says my tax
it says i gotta pay tax on my racks
it says i gotta pay tax on the sax i bought
(sax onomatopoeia)
head beat bobbing
got the ari sobbing
i’m shopping all day
i’m shopping for that drop head
bentley bentley rolls royce
jumpha lahiri
got that playing my sax
(sax onomatopoeia)
[verse 4: damorealizer, tah-g]
now that’s what you heard
i like to herd sheep
cause when i herd sheep
i get more than the bleep
bleep bleep
that’s the noise of the fax machine
what’s on the fax machine?
my tax is on my racks, but…
bleep bleep
that’s the noise the sheep makes
that’s because it’s got a little sheep brake
in the sheep brain
sheep brain’s on its brakes
what you gonna do when i come at you with some skates?
rake rake rake rake
raking my yard
of my yard, my sax
there’s so many saxes on my yard
i gotta rake them
daryanumsak-m
driving my bentley
i drive past the italian restaurant
i get so hungry
for that fettucini, astacholi, mastacholi, betamini
speghetti, that spetti, this the best getti
maganiani, i’m on the tonny
i’m not no tiny
i’m not a tiny
alfredo, pasta, pizza
what you gonna do when it comes with this speetza?
sicily, italy
yeah we got money
ethiopia for my brothers
with some guddy
in the herd going ba ba ba ba
baaaaah!
[outro: g-raff]
i get a umph on that
on on that
i get a
on that
cause i
got to
be a
b-tch
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