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lirik lagu goats – us: thefolks

* produced by ang’geon emetrea *

[comedian]:
the dog would command him: “i must go!”

[ intro : e equals mc ]
let me hit this inhaler, real quick

[ verse 1]

uh, yo!
let’s be about it!
don’t beat around it
i’m what you dream and read about
and hear about
i got no fear or doubts
take the scenic route that i can see without
my inhaler, i can’t breathe without
let’s bring em out and watch them titties bounce!
write a check and hope it doesn’t bounce
smoke a blunt and chug a 20 ounce
i changed the fade until the dreads grew out
chase the money to the bank account
so it’s never running out
n*ggas run them jewels and then they running routes
just spit my verses like a running spout
i got my d*ck inside my neighbor’s spouse
all this d*ck that she been dreaming ‘bout
she cleaning house
i call her “s*m*n mouth”
i get my veggies from my local sprout’s
they walk inside the holy house
unload the clip and let the demons out!
i’m an eagles fan like michael trout
and when i bust the nikes out
i let my inner michael jordan out
dropped 81 and took the kobe route
he’s the mamba i’m the cottonmouth
chasing goats is playing cat and mouse
you using ghosts to lay your verses out
to be the best to come from worse
it needs to first start with word of mouth
[ chorus: ang’geon emetrea]

a couple grams in the canna*cone
boarding flight with the metronome
fell in love with the flyest song
can’t deny that you feel in your bones
tell it twice, double tap it when you see it on your phone
couple grams in the canna*cone
boarding flight with the metronome
fell in love with the flyest song
can’t deny that you feel in your bones
tell it twice, double tap it when you see it on your phone
(see it on your phone)

[ verse 2: ang’geon emetrea ]

now, if the devil wears maga
and hoes bear a lot of…
exposed clothing close to nada
never paired balenciaga with the attitude of prada
catch the drip with no galoshes
it’s a rain game, gosh b*tch!
get your thunder coat or you can get it soaked
stoked off just the way these rhymes seem to make them smoke
here, hold these thunder bolts
better yet, drop “deez bos in your jos”
we can let them hang
sw*nging boastful, billy both coasts
( dang, yo! )
so, listen up close for notations enclosed
in quotations, make those vocations exposed
occupation:
a poet who’s occasionally stoic
operation with no doctorate but the doctor would approve he could operate
meanwhile…
mother used to pcp, running in the streets
so it’s only necessary that you saying, “omg!”
when you hear me on my beats
now, the cypher be completely complementing me
to the fullest pedigree, dog

[verse 3: ang’geon ]

more media light
no remedial like (uhhhh )
go “bump in the night”
psyche! all right, here’s a message
we: can sign it off tonight
then it’s mailing out to you
could you tell me, what’s the use?
accumulation revenue? wait!
got to bring them out, revisions overdue, great!
how they ate your stakes and even took the plate with them, too?
and what’s a fake to silver spoon?

[ verse 4: e equals mc ]

ain’t no telling when felons fell
who in the h*ll created heaven?
unable to spell, age 7
you’s a l*7 with squared edges
i true*royale ledges and rails without lessons
i out*dress them
you toss salad without dressing (ugh!)
brown*nosing
skater posing
laundry folding and film rolling
rolling stoned
still smoking ( light it up )…tri*tips!
tre flip switch
high*kick my side b*tch (bye felicia!)
tip the 5th to side then fl!ck the light switch
’cause it’s lights out when i swish
in my nike swoosh i glued over my k*swiss
i keep the flow basic
whatever i’m faced with
i switched up the stroke ’cause i know she can’t take it
fascinated, emanc*p*ted i’m glad you made it
inflated!
infatuated with ass and girls who shake it
there’s no mistaken
just more inflation, gentrification, gratification
my manifestation:
thanks for your patience by patiently waiting
i spit a piece of creation i keep in the bas*m*nt
and give it the lock and key to keep it the safest
i’m the key to the matrix
[ chorus ii: e equals mc ]
a couple grams in the canna*cone
boarding flight with the metronome
fell in love with the flyest song
can’t deny that you felt in your bones
tap it twice
double tap it when you see it on your phone
see it on your phone

- us thefolks

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