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swing dance - danny onionz lyrics

enough the nonsense (nonsense), i’m up to bombs sets (boom)
i’m knucky thompson with a blonde ten (ten)
i’m on sess and just obsessed without it
no doubting self, i’m the best around this (uh huh)
call it a cypher, they p*ssed like dribbled diapers (*p*ss*)
yea, my writtens get a little bit hyper (uh huh uh huh)
should hit the pipe or deliver nicer
smoother rhymes, sooth the minds of these f*cking miners?
listen to this spitting old timer
how i’m major got no time for gold minors
hoes, v*g*n*, whatevеr the nomenclature cya latеr good bye
ya royal highness, a royal pain in the hind end
but you let me hit it from behind, and you blow my mind
every single time she’s the finest
i’d say it’s priceless but you know i’m lying
cause you know kinda got your mind on my finance

i been adopted by the devil
seven deadly sins my life has only gotten better
demon with an attitude i’m coming with a vengeance
took a date to satan’s and i never really left
they gave an inch, i took a mile and i’m never looking back
open up my notebook and i’m flipping through my past
read a page and burned it, hit clutch and smash the gas
sh*t was the depression, bring the roaring twenties back
swingin dancin’ from the ceilings, breaking chandeliers and glass
the peaky blinders gave an order, so we never had to ask
your royal highness, she’s the finest, so i have to get on wax
she’s my type, so grab the masquerading masks and hit the palace
it’s about to be a party grab your f*cking flasks
three piece suits and knee high boots, we keep it classy
check your tommy guns in baby, please don’t shoot
it’s quite amazing i went from ratchet to royal in one move
(*random saloon drunkenness and hallucinations*)

i’m looking for some backup quick now
i got a crooked plan to do a little more than get down
i got this piece inside my jacket, knew the opportunity
would come present itself to me, so i just wait out
for right moment, i got the homie the clips are already loaded
a stick up we got ’em cornered, your guest has become the owner
a catastrophe you own it, never sleep on opponents
infiltrated your party and now we’re leaving with mona lisa

c’mon it’s time to close the show up
hit the road, hit the detonator, watch it blow up
we got the gold, lets hit the coast and tell them haters so long
mona got her cloak on still, lets hit the road hun
i’ll grab the whip, if you can quickly change your close up
we’ll take the testarossa, whip it somewhere safe to post up
galapagos and have a toast to no more f*cking close calls
til the next roll call, let the credits roll dog

- danny onionz lyrics

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