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crocodile cartridges - mr. yote lyrics

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huh yeah
huh, huh, huh

now frankly i’ve been spittin’ some spit
that old l-ss, fell back in the grimmiest tint
and oh darn, i forgot y’all never measured with thy
the sir yote
oh, the meister y’all remember that guy, well uhm
would you mind if i can slide inside this
teach you silly peasants how to really manage time since
most you chicken biscuits couldn’t even recognise
it is i, in the midst of all the spiderwebs or twine, [deh ?]

huh, see it ain’t much to me
ridin’ ’round this village chewing bubble gums and apple seeds
crackin’ gas in front of all these pretty gals and wonderin’
if maybe i was differ, i could grasp a hand or somethin’ like it
i may try but regardless of reply
i shall never question whether not the outcome that i strive is
[well/will ?] of this land set in sand so my pride’s been
right above the lines of the words i keep…

but i’ll be hot as a pigeon within the basket of [gymnacy ?]
i don’t manage it simple, i simply manage to pick at
these rotted scabbies and fl!ck ’em at runnin’ traffic and chuckle
these piggies smellin’ and sniffin’ when they ain’t nothing they could bag it for
that’s ’cause i’m quite an idol to these toddlers and pottymouths
been up in the party with the cartridge for the crocodiles
so test me boy, promise i may let ’em out
and if you catch me fibbin’, yes indeed, i’ll get to walkin’ out

but what you talkin’ ’bout, bodies from the dirt, now
terror through the nights and i’m the only soul to speak about it
’cause see the the secret lies deep inside the recipe (yeah)
and frankly, me and franky be the only boys that master this
that’s back tracking, oh sorry, i’m back at it
since yote don’t act half of all the properties i scribbled clean
not braggin’, but silly this craft practice is really the main reason you peasants could never step to me

huh, shhyeah
(not braggin’, but silly this craft practice is really the main reason you peasants could never step to me)
(all artillery and chicken fleets)
(armed heavily and prepped with steam)
(for any shadow force to press on me)
ho

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