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Oscar Thaler
Oscar Thaler
Songwriter
Ares Mascaro
Ares Mascaro
Songwriter
Brown Buddha
Brown Buddha
Songwriter
Cheyanne Vallier
Cheyanne Vallier
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Milan Hannon
Milan Hannon
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Everybody knows that I be all up in your face And when I'm all up in your face I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all up in your face And when I'm all up in your face I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all up in your face In the right place Old friend gone in a sudden flash Nothing survives and lasts Tradition unclasped Couldn't see eye to eye like a pirates patch Cut off toxicity like limbs Let the apricity begin Sipping on Mezcal, don't need ya self help, I got my brethren Send me your link and it's straight to spam What I'm sayin is, damn Gimme a story to relate to, don't assume you're my favorite band Talking the way you talk got your teeth yellow as a lakers fan Jim and Pam, invite me out and I'm gonna have a different plan Late to the time and place Fuck whatever that we had arranged Brace, impact awaits Blake, right in ya face I'm horizontal I'm laid back Spend life alone in a haystack I'm in a permanent phase that Allows me to shape-shift and make jazz Everybody knows that I be all up in your face And when I'm all up in your face I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all up in your face And when I'm all up in your face I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all up in your face In the right place Holup You thought I was slithering? Snakes in the grass and they all look like these middlemen I ain't into shaking hands, or taking investments I ain't wearing a vest, playing it close to the chest It's only for my fans, come look at my tiddies man Holup Count up all these fucking bands Doubters on the outskirts like the powder on her nostrils (damn) Timeless like a fossil I got a following, I got apostles I don't got problems, just potential Bars in the cloud, I don't got a pencil No free time, that shit is expensive These man got scale they slippery Loose lip like wrench stay shifty Sycophants disbanded, Follow up DAMAG3 Fucker, that's way too risky Shift gear, grip wheel in six speed Pick up the feel we tipsy Uh, fake make deal won't miss me Meditate, real gone lift me up Sick of these snakes in here I made it clear, I paid the fee I played the fear, it's playing me Same reason I blame treason for the way I be Light leaking through leaves Summer season, new breeze Cut the grass I need peace Peace of mind I seek at night The key to life new keys I fly with my eyelids closed Trippin' the islands though You gettin lie exposed I'm hearing sirens go I hear the sirens go I hear the sirens go Everybody knows that I be all up in your face And when I'm all up in your face I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all up in your face And when I'm all up in your face I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all up in your face In the right place
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