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And when the beat breaks down, I'll bring it back up quick, Until it hits the wall, Until the pieces stick, I take it up so high you know I'll never fall, I'm sitting tight and pretty, standing six feet tall. It's like a regular thing, for me to be this slick, And every word I rhyme is music from my lips, I'm a melody maker, I'm a bit of a rebel, Are you real, are you real, are you on the level? Are you on the level? On, on the level? Are you on the level? On, on the level? Are you on the level? On, on the level? x4 I'm like the Big Bang Theory, but I'm tried and true, I make your blood pump pump, I make your heart go boom, I see the red and yellow, and the blue is blue, And when I get it going I'll be coming for you. I see that, hide my head, I see you getting bigger, Gettin' down, gettin' down, gettin' down down bigger, I'm a melody maker, I'm a bit of a rebel, Are you real, are you real, are you on the level? Are you on the level? On, on the level? Are you on the level? On, on the level? Are you on the level? On, on the level? x4 On the level. x4 Are you on the level? On, on the level? x4
Writer(s): Timothy Blake Healy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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