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Two Tone Rebel

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Hip-Hop

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan S. Wallace
Evan S. Wallace
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hop to it with the fluids Study like a student who be fucking with them truants (I never left!) No pack but I still smell sewage Catch me blowing on that loud like a motherfucking tuba (like a motherfuckin' tuba!) Like it's motherfucking Zumba Robot drop top cut-throat mula (cut-throat mula) Hopped out that Uber Brand-brand new shoes no newer (no newer) Don't fuck with me, I got that Two Tone Rebel shit stuck to me, uh! And it's a luxury, fucking with these beats got me living comfortably, uh! (Comfortably!) And what I provide is the soundtrack that proves that we went through this life Never divide, always survive (Okay folks, we have arrived) Yeah, jazzers on deck when I come through No Five-O on my gumshoe We got more kicks than a Kung-Fu Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to But he don't seem like he'll be waking up Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love Two-one-fifth in my veins, don't get it fucked Run up on me wrong, I won't even fuck a knuckle up Roughly about the size of Shaq, I fire back I fire first, the damage hurts The chorus hits, the drums are sick Got kids out in Dubai bangin' my old shit The dude is home, the wheels are clean The flow is mean I been E-dubble since the days of between And god-damn (what?) I'm about the Shoulder Lean Like Young Dro and T.I Ya (lock and loaded) ya Drama, they like me (uh) Full-size don't psych me (uh) Pull up on 18s and, yeah, they just like me (ay) V8 all in mine, my wheels and my rims shine RT go hard G, no question with wind chimes Front for that sponsor, front for that front doe If they can each time, my horse would be front row Fuck what they came for, I know what they came for My name is E-Dubble and I am not made Fuck plan B, I got a plan for it I put my head down, and I just ran for it Couldn't see the pitfalls that I ran towards Moving so fast, I was coming out my Air Force Keep the shoes on, get your move on Stop slippin', you been trippin' way too long Both shoes on, new true song Rings a bell? Well, it must be Two Tones, uh! Jazzers on deck when I come through No Five-O on my gumshoe We got more kicks than a Kung-Fu Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to But he don't seem like he'll be waking up (waking up) Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love (show me love) Two-one-fifth in my veins, don't get it fucked Run up on me wrong, I won't (lock and loaded) Jazzers on deck when I come through No Five-O on my gumshoe We got more kicks than a Kung-Fu Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to But he don't seem like he'll be waking up Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love Two-one-fifth in my veins, don't get it fucked Run up on me wrong, I won't even fuck a knuckle up Jazzers on deck when I come through No Five-O on my gumshoe We got more kicks than a Kung-Fu Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to But-but-but-but he don't seem like he'll be waking up (waking up) Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love (show me love) Two-one-fifth in my veins don't get it fucked Run up on me wrong, I won't (lock and loaded)
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