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lirik lagu oddjobs - b96

[intro: crescent moon]
yuh… uh!

[verse 1: crescent moon and advizer]
call the coast guard, every speaker’s blown
i’ma reach your goals and send a postcard
paying you no mind, just a blank stare
i know it ain’t fair, i was right the whole time
in this city of jokes of vocalists
we have to coexist with lots of idiots
gimme 50 bucks to take the greyhound
i’ll come to yo town and straight rip it up
y’all would take a dive for a buck now
stay the f~ck down, don’t disgrace the mic
just consider it done before i know the mission (what?)
i’ma go the distance, you the illiterate one
everyone back home at the coffee shop
they’d like to talk a lot and try to act grown
and the cats know they never leaving it
not even if it stifles them and they can’t grow
i never gave props to phony dolemites
you wanna hold the mic? you can’t hold a day job
how many shows you whip entertain a crowd?
what you complaining bout? cuz i don’t owe you sh~t
you just a flower print and i’m a straight plaid
so hit the break pads before a power trip
no tolerance for most of you
cuz when i spoke the truth, you showed cowardice
i’ve written more words than you prolly said
no time to lollygag, let’s push it forward
watch me carve rhymes in your gray skull
keeping days full with the hard times
can’t rock with this, f~ck with oddjobs
must be sucking god’s kn~b with that confidence
quit talking sh~t cuz you can’t do it
so just dance to it and call it quits
[break: nomi]
oh word, word, word, yo, that sounds real dope and all, but i want you guys to flip it. go back and forth, flip the style, flip the lip, it’s all good

[verse 2: crescent moon and advizer]
hip hop big shots, never will i be
rip shot get props, elementary
advize mad nice repping with his crew
grab mics, pass mics to the crescent moon
intimately mc pens bleed
red ink heads think that we frenzied
oops, upside your head, sucker!
super light brown, red, white brother
groupies pass by may, come here
roofies in they latte, cheers!
what did we find? the rhythm behind the rhythm behind the words
digging the mines, skipping the lines, spitting the rhymes for sure
running around off of the ground, walking with childs and men
chopping em up with styles again

[outro: nomi]
yo, this is a f~cking hit, man! what do you mean, you’re not gonna play this, huh? what’s wrong with you? what do you have, testocular ear cancer, you f~cking fish f~ck face? nah, i’m just playing. yo, big ups to rush it or flush it, kmoj, motherf~cking kdwb and all them b~tches

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