Lyrics

We get it, we gotta go Ooh, who true to the Sesame Street, you are Oscar You been in the trash faster than the prince on a lost star Two gloomy bears and a general purpose Surfin', surfin' Coppin' those rare ones fast, it's there and then it's purchased Purchased, purchased Deep bereavement for my green. the surplus down to leaves and they burnin' Seen some things that irk me Charlie Brown how I'm hurtin' Pull a hat out the rabbit Was magicked Not murdered I'm Merlin Lap after lap at the derby Dirty since back then has passed that Jennette McCurdy I'm on a set schedule early To get the bag up convert it into Yen for the Yume, wait take me back to the Gloomy and nah that's Chax not Takashi but Ain't that rainbow puke phew man it's Tan Tan Bo, woah the whole Murakami I'm a middle class, bitchin' ass Good at but fuck complex math Tell me this school system not wack, wack And the stoneslab Is in the wrong hands Had to get off here And make all my demands Cold stone, stoneslab Cold stoneslab
Writer(s): Alex Torres Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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