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Clint Eastwood ft Gorillaz (Remix)

  1. Start at 0:58
  2.  
  3. Finally, future in my bag is here at bite I see
  4. I’m bringing cavities, in privacy cause casualties
  5. Bow to see me best believe it on your TV as an MC
  6. Rhyme schemes sneezy, super breezy, hold your nose, achoo I’m dizzy
  7. See me breezing with no reason
  8. Vivaldi here, I’m changing seasons
  9. Committing treasons, hold your musket
  10. Blow your brain each time I touch it
  11. Hooking bowls, I see I punch it
  12. Crooked low, take bones and crunch it
  13. Took my lines, swiped off and pouched it
  14. Rocket science, missiles launching
  15. Shit, didnt mean to make it sound so scientifical
  16. Leave enemies in fractions like I’m flipping the reciprocals
  17. They’re claiming that I’m lyrical, and make bitches feel hysterical
  18. I have it in my DNA, no wonder that I’m swimming pools
  19. Pick and choose, Yellowtail, nah vodka shots fuck it dude
  20. Calibers, load them dude, Jagers too, eighty two
  21. Knock on the door, he says the rent is due
  22. Go ape shit, hear Gorillaz, get my bag but where am I heading to
  23. But now I hear the hook and I feel steady dude
  24.  
  25. (Hook plays)
  26.  
  27. Start at 2:12
  28.  
  29. It’s coming home, picking up supplies and then I bag it
  30. Decked out in cologne, get ahold of my red jacket
  31. Khakis on, cigarettes, provolone
  32. My life is lavish live your own
  33. That’s my motto on this microphone
  34. Got a cellphone in my pocket with deposits when I need it
  35. Couple racks inside my closet, only show em to my bees knees
  36. Stung dead gorgeous, her perfume makes me nauseous, but that doesn’t stop me I’m just gonna stay cautious
  37.  
  38. So now she’s down on the ground and I’m hitting it low
  39. Mouth open, eyes closin, and she dripping it slow
  40. XOXO, on the paper but she don’t mean tic tac toe
  41. And my sperm like yeast, risin up while I get dough
  42. We’re bagging methanol, pure ethanol, Purell mixed with my breath alone
  43. I’m kissing her, she gets a toke
  44. She’s getting high from second smoke
  45. Regretting hopes, forgetting notes, but now she tells me lectures though
  46. I’m guided by reflections slow, this narcissism got to go

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