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Alright Oh Yeah Alright My words disperse as spears that pierce and harpoon Through ya first rap down to your last tune This ain't some fast food, it's a gourmet saute I rock it like Rebecca De Mornay And what the courts say ain't always justice And what gets airplay can't always be trusted You've got some balls and a dick but it still doesn't click What ya fuckin' with, thick skull, numb nuts Funny like dumb sluts jumpin' into the bang bus You can thank us for bringin' new riddin' you of all of the rank stuff Muph got the handcuffs To put the kink in ya thinkin' and the bitch in ya system The binge in ya drinkin', while you swing with the victims I live in this tradition and keep kickin' like unborn infants You can't flow hell, no, you're impotent limited, I'm finishin' off These fantasy mythological frauds, I strike chords with honesty that can't be ignored Mop the floors of ya weak spillage Screen visuals like village, I came to kill ya fillets We'll never fade like your jeans would Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good They ain't sick, boy, they just seem crook Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good We'll never fade like your jeans would Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good They ain't sick, boy, they just seem crook Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good And I'm a throw these mood swings in orbit Watch 'em collide and the self pity forfeit The morbid mic motivator Cornered in a calculator scores low figures forced to Support a demonstrator of low budget innovator My raps sat and hatched in the incubator Where the rest of the chickens remain positioned heaps later Heaps later, heaps later, hey yo, I'm heaps greater, heaps fresh Heaps nice, heaps sick, heaps dope Haps tight, heaps obliged to represent my life, I'm that typecast Who creeps through the dark, heart parked in the mineshaft These sheep sleep on the smarter art like Carhartt try hards Give my kind regards to the die hard jocks Who would non stop mock the fact that I love hip hop Well, I caught 'em applying lip gloss and sporting spotted frocks Getting smacked like shuttlecocks Comin' across the raised nets, the same set only to digress and get dropped They couldn't get props from their drama teacher, there's not a spot Where karma can't come and reach ya I do my own thing while you follow the leader Ya best to believe in the Muph We'll never fade like your jeans would Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good They ain't sick, boy, they just seem crook Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good This is heaps good, you ain't Fleetwood, you can't Mac My raps make you crash like a car nap While drivin' mobile I fit the profile of the gift to flow, while These senile slow smile silly rappers Sound better played backwards I'm tired of the manufactured High wired dramatic actors That you find attractive Held captive by the multi's even if the message is faulty Colby cheese oozin', please keep movin' You need improvement and bleed confusion Leave 'em stupid, I maneuverd passed the sparks You're a hard ass, smart ass on the net But I'm not gonna break a sweat at these little kiddies tryin' to diss me Swept straight under the rug This is for those that dug my flows Kept me on my toes ya know, chose more than music Absorbed it, bought it, enjoyed it, absorbed it, got lost, lose it Disputed my integrity, a sorry apology if I was rude when ya met me And eventually I'll make it up to you To the haters I don't usually give a fuck but fuck you We'll never fade like your jeans would Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good They ain't sick, boy, they just seem crook Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good We'll never fade like your jeans would Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good They ain't sick, boy, they just seem crook Muph & Plutonic and ya know that we're heaps good
Writer(s): Daniel Young, Leigh Roy Ryan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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