lirik lagu cubist dance crew - the embalmer
[intro]
where them boys at?
[verse 1]
yo
in order to form a more perfect union
i seek peace through the mutual disillusion
intrigue the delusion, i squeeze and it’s oozin’
king magpie, see a thief and he booin’
keepin’ me goin’ like “he” when you movin’
too clean for a human
lace for the laces, bass for the bassless
ace for the aces
tracin’ the basics, facin’ the hatred
no time for impatience
found the fountain of youth, but it tasted like raisins
watch the pendulum sw~ng, i swear that thing movin’
mona lisa hangin’ like, “what you think, stupid?”
brutus and judas wanna be included
the little homie lucius gon’ teach me how to do this
who that be?
you just wait and see
i say, “aw,” i say, “hee”
you just wait and see
i say, “aw,” i say, “hee”
you just wait and see
i say, “aw,” i say, “hee”
you just wait and see
i say, “aw,” i say, “hee”
[refrain]
it goes, “aw,” it goes, “hee”
it goes, “aw,” it goes, “hee”
it goes, “aw,” it goes, “hee”
it goes, “aw,” it goes, “hee”
it goes, “aw,” it goes, “hee”
it goes, “aw,” it goes, “hee”
it goes, “aw,” it goes, “hee”
[verse 2]
one for the money, two for the show
three for the thing that i’m not allowed to say, so
four, where it go?
more for the woes
somewhere between a 1 and a 2
he was one for the fools
can’t hear it from me, so i said it to you
a wink and a “hee”
look what it do
now you’re with the crew
in the name of the father and son
you found another one
your bad luck has begun
[refrain]
playin’ with the sh~t like 7th chords
playin’ with the sh~t like a piano
playin’ with the sh~t like a keyboard
she keep tellin’ me to hit record
[verse 3]
somber
the big body bomber
the embodiment of all things wrong in the world
big kid locker, top shelf whopper
two girls, one ‘bock, no lager
slow starter, dumb like a box of rocks
dumber than that even, if that’s possible
kid who eat them rocks, that’s me
slow kids who love to box, that’s us
when we play fight, don’t touch my head
one hit from the “king of the death” and i’m dead
them my brothers, we a bunch of eds
dirt like them beds
eds, beds, need it washed
slaughterhouse boss
the biggest pig in the mud
make a frog drink suds
i only do what’s fun
i think your kid is dumb
i’m ’bout to play some stuff, what’s up?
[refrain]
where them boys at?
where them boys at?
where them boys at?
where them boys at?
[verse 4]
d~mn
the embalmer, soul farmer
grim reaper’s cousin, i bring harm
i know the dj, he play what i want
don’t you touch the dj booth, b~tch, it’s gon’ get ugly
two steppin’, uncles and cousins
still wanna know who in that casket, don’t touch it
black man singin’ “strange fruit,” then he pluck it
keep it at the ranch, waitin’ for somethin’
somethin’ told me that you ain’t up to nothin’
they came through with the wrong hand like they crip walkin’
these black boys so charming, they put a charm on me
please get your dirty hands off me, we just kids
and the answer’s still “yes” when she ask, “did he?”
[outro]
where them boys at?
where them boys at?
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