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morning - batfunk lyrics

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[intro]
morning, 5 o’clock and i’m tired
help me, got so stoned i expired

[verse 1]
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
come in this winner, more sliders by north face
wait, why would i need sliders if i’m climbing up a*
anyway i digress, got a bit of sh*te on my chest
and this heavy bassline might take a while to digest (the f*ck)
strapped with an iron cannon drive*by
and tie fighter, the last jedi
legendary like peg*legged, plas menai (yes aye)
north west origins, no oregon, far from it
i’m talking hotpot cotton mills
and putting a f*ckin’ donk on it
live and direct, f*cking with your mind like a tv
please bеlieve, evеn if you could see me, you can’t see me
my st**z deep, beyond all previously know capabilities
my level of ability so great, you need to upgrade your facilities
to record the data, you ain’t as ill as me (ha, yeah right)
back in reality, i’m just a gobsh*te, with a beat in his own mind (who? batfunk)
your ma’s favorite of your friend group
says who? says me, i’ll be round on friday playing guess who
is he well*endowed, with incredible animal magnetism
like a casanova, with anxiety and got into rapping and vandalism
must be a boy, monkey business, no curious george
my stories are more spurious, then uncle albert’s during the war
when i was born, the doctor handing my mum a certificate of authenticity
i’m a real one, blisfully ignorant in a midst of pure implicity (you f*ckin’ what)
the rap game’s carl sp*ckler, with more random sh*te in my brain
and kyle’s cash and carry, it’s a lacquerer (how do you smoke?)
i only obtain the finest of chronic trees
and i got more novel strains than chinese laboratories (what it is)
swishers and vimto kid, you know the routine
10 out of 10 times, i’ve taken chips & gravy over poutine (what about the beans?)
some boom bap grooves, a few jazz loops
mo chops it up and on the drums, is dr. fu manchu (what you sayin’ though?)
when it comes to penning rhymes, i’m just better
like f*ckin’ metaphors, that i’ve got meta*five, step aside
[outro]
bap bap
ba’ boom ba’ boom, bap
ba’ boom boom bap
ba’ boom boom bap
funk

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