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Upcoming Concerts for Pink Navel & Kenny Segal

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pink Navel
Pink Navel
Performer
Kenny Segal
Kenny Segal
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenny Segal
Kenny Segal
Composer
Devin Anthony Bailey
Devin Anthony Bailey
Songwriter
Rory Ferreira
Rory Ferreira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Segal
Kenny Segal
Producer
Daddy Kev
Daddy Kev
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Gotta go fast Bombastic, puzzle box fall then break That's magic (yeah) Gotta go fast Bombastic, puzzle box fall break break That's magic Gotta go fast Bombastic, puzzle box fall break break That's magic (wooh!) Gotta go fast, bombastic When I'm solving blocks fall and magic (yeah) Bring waves from the Twitchfield passion For the closure, satisfaction Arranging my passion in closely (wooh) I'm loving my time with the whole team (yeah) Playing online in a full screen It was always in the back of my mind How I found place in rap (what?) When my foundation was lost in time It cost a whole statement track (yeah) Of Apostle God's kin in a soft tin Going all in, since the pots bubble The acoustic sonic and guitar hymns How I stopped them from a constant Doctor the funny kin Similar to Chris Griffin, if you're with us, boopie boopie Not exactly sure what I really did But at the time so pretty went up When I hope to follow the cause and ask just a bit It'll happen just kinda like sort of magic Pay us off big time and I'm playing all passionate (yeah, hmm) Gotta go fast bombastic Puzzle blocks fall then break That's magic (magic) Gotta go fast bombastic Puzzle blocks fall break break That's magic (magic) Gotta go fast bombastic Puzzle blocks fall then break That's magic Gotta go fast bombastic Puzzle blocks fall break break That's magic Wanna go fast, fantastic First you gotta learn to go slow, that's mastery Otherwise capsized to crap, that's tragedy Like to thank all the niggas had a laugh at me And I'm so sincere They look surprised The painter cuts his ear And I gouge my eyes That's art, my dear, you know the price I pay it gladly How embarrassing, the upper handing The always having, the never growling My hunger prowling Unencumbered, plugged into wonder I found a path and tore asunder Ruby running with the emerald staff Godspeed, you do the math And dare I ask Is my verbiage too assertive? Is my sentence a disturbance? Is my whimsy too filthy? Is it my writing causing the thunder and lightning? Is it my immaculate style making a hater smile? Is there a pension plan for a poet in Wonderland? Perhaps a participation protection one could find place in? Guess we'll settle for a podcast placement Call this Yoga for the duds Yoga for the duds
Writer(s): Devin Anthony Bailey, Kenny Adam Segal, Rory Allen Philip Ferreira Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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