Black Dolphin

Secret Band

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    Ima go flu
    Sickest type 2
    Criticize my direction

    Jet black hair
    Take it downstairs
    Nobel prize my complexion

    I don't mind a little slippity slap
    If I'm feelin' vanilla than I could cream on ur back
    If I steal a gorilla I know that zoo is wack
    And they gotta step up their shit

    Acetaminophen is really your mom
    I fuck in a bomb and send the bill out to tom
    Huh?
    In a few generations
    There's gonna be castration stations
    And then no motivation
    Left to fuck yourself

    Ahhh blaow
    Get another thing to do
    I'm runnin' out of words to use
    A reindeer is a caribou
    Cut cut cut
    Or I'm stuck stuck stuck

    Toasted
    Roasted
    Ghosted

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    And burnt to a crisp
    Oh shit

    Folded open
    Coated
    Throated gulping the dip

    How many times will they say production
    Is liposuction a tax deduction?
    First you got banned then you got barred
    You gotta admit that shit got hard

    Who is me
    I need my id
    Check to see what I'm hiding

    Born in a band
    I had no hand
    I thought nothing up myself

    Little baby bunny
    Little baby crow
    Crow oh oh oh oh
    Crow oh oh oh

    What a win I'm lucky
    Any time any time
    If I'm suckin on a sucker
    Then I whine and I whine

    Get a little bittle
    Widdle down to the brine
    If it breaks then its brittle
    And that's not a good sign

    No one expects a rhombus
    To smoke the glass
    A hedgehog in pajamas
    Wears fake mustache

    Black dolphin with flawless embossed fingers

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    Composición: Jon Mess

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