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Deluxe

I Got

 

I Got

(album: Boys & Girl - 2019)


Tell you what I got, tell you what I got

I got tools, I got tricks
I can make this lose a win
I got ruse, I got wit
I can flip this over quick

I got tools, I got tricks
I can make this lose a win
I got ruse, I got wit
I can flip this over quick

Psychosicksomatic I'm fantastic sure as Pi is three
Point one four, one five, I come alive my baby die for free

Wacko slick dramatic team
Messing like you never seen
It's like you never seem

Psychosicksomatic I'm ecstatic, you can't stomach me
Fuelled by oxymoron superpowers of the last marine
Panorama gamma beam
Channelled through your plasma screen
Na mean?

I got tools, I got tricks
I can make this lose a win
I got ruse, I got wit
I can flip this over quick

I got tools, I got tricks

I can make this lose a win
I got ruse, I got wit
I can flip this over quick

Say what

I sold my life for a song
Rolling toms
I got the bomb in my palm
But not too strong

I hit the bong in my thong
What have I become
I'm lit but calm
Lit but calm, lit but calm!

I finally found an oasis in between
The highest pinnacle and basic pimple cream

I flipped the regular basis
What I mean
Is I'ma boss like you ain't seen
Never seen

I got tools, I got tricks
I can make this lose a win
I got ruse, I got wit
I can flip this over quick

I got tools, I got tricks
I can make this lose a win
I got ruse, I got wit
I can flip this over quick

That is so heavy
Almost as heavy as my balls
And I must say

I'm having such an amazing time with you tonight
I'm gonna rap super fast

Lacking of cold blood, sweat dripping
Attack of the cobra, venom sting
Gimme de loot, don't give a poop
I'll toot my flute till death descend

And spill out spit till you get sick
And beg for it to end
Set fire to this cracker and devour all your odds and ends
Boy you never blend

You know it boy, I'll never blend
And your sentiment is borderline irrelevant
Boy you never blend
Boy you never blend

You'll never

I got tools, I got tricks
I can make this lose a win
I got ruse, I got wit
I can flip this over quick

I got tools, I got tricks
I can make this lose a win
I got ruse, I got wit
I can flip this over quick

done

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