Dino

DJ BrainSick

Score: 3
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Played: 4

Genres:

Jumpstyle
Hardjump

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Featured by:

Kaylon

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[Verse 1: Billy Woods] Free throws rimming out, ball don’t lie Cracking wise on the bed snide Skating with left the wounds cauterized Empty vessels make quite a din Put drugs aside, pointing towards the water Raise binoculars to eyes Deep fried, heaping helpings of humble pie Horrible Hagar, pass funny paper as tender AR, ten out the 3D-printer, American splendor Venture capital is great adventure W-2s return to sender Corporations are people too Righteous senator instate fruit of the looms Black helicopter illuminati agenda Protocols of Zion, Willie Lynch letter that proves Chemtrails is controlling the weather Ladies and gentlemen, it is with great pleasure That I board the last chopper out of Kabul And pulled the lever, reboot, regroup Show up in a town near you “Hey neighbor” like new fish in a [?] And a OG want a favor [Verse 2: Curly Castro] I volunteered for the black plague program Don’t want you sleeping on this old man, no sir [?] his hand but I’m still fucking with Crochet Haven’t learned my lesson yet Hope I don’t lose my neck We’re talking that Ichabod Don’t get your minds picked apart [?] talking art classes down at Juliard Cause you’re just a smarty [?] [?] have you blown apart, Bonaparte Logan arms hold the cloth, not for long So don’t count your genetically modified chickens For the colonized, and have us with a side of fries It’s the redux of the crazy-eyed Killer from a [?] line Getting cursed out by Cheryl in the passerbys Far side of the matter, the keep [?] passing me Roll blunts manatee, smoke rappers after me Never have to jack for beats My wrecking crew is master piece Burning Sal’s Famous after popo choked it out of me [Verse 3: Elucid] Earth sign, born day Tough from the womb Came a long way Boots ran bare Burn wholes and tear one pair of [?] As a babe, corn braids and cardigan hoodies [?] my mom, hard to put in Flipping through yellow pages Melting frozen moments, polaroid out of focus Album laminated edges faded, smirking faces Shiny like a new penny Baby face De La in my nana basement On occasion Charlie upon the vinyl Flip the phase shift, dangerous, crane kick Fatal like popping on leaded paint chip Best case scenario, brain sick 86 sniffing round tray bags of plain piff Scent linger, deadringer Looking like [?] from the boys I lost a diamond in the bush The bride was highly annoyed Lost and found DJ cue this song Now it’s Stephanie Mills Moonwalk my way across the parquet [Verse 4: Has-Lo] Since I’m outside the civil rights Might as well kill some whites Lift the pipe, it’s the guy who called you nigga, right? Sit tight slick, lit the cig I don’t even smoke, poke him yo This what this is like Crimson eyes right before the clicking blow Split your dome, didn’t kill him though Sent him home, scared just about shitless and shivering Stop tripping hoe, gun wasn’t real It’s a toy made of plastic, I wasn’t gon’ blast him The concrete jungle out of my eye, it’s on fire Police try you as an adult, but you’re a minor I ran from the kids on bikes, who want to fight us But my legs are tired from the sprint, gotta end Give an inch may as well grab a rabbit ear Homie not your friend, that’s a pimp He done passed your ear The crux of my interactions are none passive No weapon a man can fashion Against God, can end God Written by the pentagon The hand of earth hand ‘em out [Fades out inaudibly]