歌词

3 o'clock in the morning my hands on the awning The brothers are brawling I'm having a ball We're yelling distorting ain't playing with caution My peoples are awesome we're having a ball Got nine lives and mystery card Free smiles and a 16 bar I'm having a laugh Too cool for you anyway Old school in a heavy way Not knock knocking you anyway Don't throw me under the bus! Don't throw me under the bus! Don't throw me under the bus! I'm gonna hold my teeth like Raah Stand on the stage like Raah Get on my knees Raah You can't take my place like Raah I'll eat your face like Raah I'll state my case like Raah Half beat half speed To each their own One door in out Strobe light I'm home Take it straight no chaser Heart beat racer what you got Shake your money maker Make it safer on my watch Every day we ache for it on weekends we are gods Own in and decode it Haiku Hands is now your boss Half beat half speed To each their own One door in out Strobe light I'm home
Writer(s): Beatrice Lewis, Claire Nakazawa, Joel Ma, Mieh Nakazawa, Motez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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