DJ DAX - Power Vacuum
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Verse:
Homies claiming they know me, that's only if I would really meet you
Ventriloquist, I'm the illest since every beat I speak through
I told 'em please proceed to roll it up, stoned enough, blood, I said I'm
On a Natural High just like I'm LilyPichu
This is do or die though, I'm like "y'all gon' defeat who?"
PreacherDude, the Bible's viable, my lyrics be true
This my rude arrival, she's in my top five
'cause I only do what I know, if y'all gave me a
Hunnit for every ghost written lyric for me: man, who would I owе?
Yo estado muy callado, red on my hands when I hold thе
Mic, I'm bouts to school a rival, tank on me like scuba divers
After I found my zen on Mt. Fuji, I'm not suicidal
Ugh, a true revival, I do like Tyler when thinking too much
She's got a thing for new stuff, don't sweat her, she really
Never could ever get my crew cut, music's moving the
Kids, guess every track's a school bus, been on the move with the tool
Box, baby, there's no between "two of us," I took her to eat for like twelve
Bucks, white hoods and then there's white hoods: don't know which one is Ku Klux
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Homies claiming they know me, that's only if I would really meet you
Ventriloquist, I'm the illest since every beat I speak through
I told 'em please proceed to roll it up, stoned enough, blood, I said I'm
On a Natural High just like I'm LilyPichu
This is do or die though, I'm like "y'all gon' defeat who?"
PreacherDude, the Bible's viable, my lyrics be true
This my rude arrival, she's in my top five
'cause I only do what I know, if y'all gave me a
Hunnit for every ghost written lyric for me: man, who would I owе?
Yo estado muy callado, red on my hands when I hold thе
Mic, I'm bouts to school a rival, tank on me like scuba divers
After I found my zen on Mt. Fuji, I'm not suicidal
Ugh, a true revival, I do like Tyler when thinking too much
She's got a thing for new stuff, don't sweat her, she really
Never could ever get my crew cut, music's moving the
Kids, guess every track's a school bus, been on the move with the tool
Box, baby, there's no between "two of us," I took her to eat for like twelve
Bucks, white hoods and then there's white hoods: don't know which one is Ku Klux
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