hi-tech - magic boof lyrics
hi*tech, my man, rhyme heavily
song like rakim, my melody
caucasian, but style like ebony
john blazin’, gonna cause a k!llin’ spree
bona fide, golden eye
my blood pumped up like gelatin
overdrive when you’re smokin’ high
don’t be pokemon and get caught with a felony
if she flake * put that b*tch on ice
you know she fake, don’t be so nice
told you once, but i wouldn’t tell twice
incognito mode sells ice
just look at the hat and the glasses
hope you don’t see scary cr*p on the acid
likе me puttin’ a strap to ya asses
when i’m high i feel likе c.b. walker
knowin’ that your ego is flaccid
feel like eagle, flap wings
rob a club for clothes
strip*a*club like bada*bing
holla at a chick, talk a lotta things
now i gotta think: ‘try modelling!’
man these fake suckaz be yodelling
when i’m zooted i’m a twin of yao ming
sing!
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