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banana style - robngive2thekidz lyrics

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cause i don’t give a rat’s -ss about rats or your -ss
i’m  an -sshole, when young i used to flash
wannabee  nudist‚ nowadays i blast
up the engine on this bong and fade away so fast
living proof that bullsh-t really raises a star
that  can’t do sh-t but talk dirty at a bar
play  an air guitar‚ spitting biggie hard
shoot a dice game and rob you totally brah
you  heard? nah‚ quiet you ain’t worth words
worth less than reg weed nowadays, word, heard?
play it back you silly little nerd
tell the dirty girl curve d-mn girl swerve
hot  nasty last of the last going apache
wild man‚ i’m bizarre and you all cr-ppy
f-ck with me piglets gon loose they pappy
banana jammed, not mine, d-mn kid you nasty

what the f-ck is this? a marathon? (banana style!)
nah g‚ just an interesting verse (banana style!)
about garbage and sh-t talk (banana style!)
yo shut up, my feelings is hurt (banana style!)

cause ya’ll some goo-goo gaga (banana style!)
minus the beautiful voice (banana style!)
dressing like a c-ckatoo (banana style!)
bobby hobo in church (banana style!)

cono pero este hijo de puta esta loco
disen pa donde te fuiste? a picar me los mocos
descansar un poquito y quemar me el coco
abrirte el camino y dejarte en robo
soy de dos caras, con attaque de lobo
de dos razas comunistas, creciendo como hongo
dos religiones andando pegando de manana
como manteca en cuchara muriendo en cama
en el aire solamente se huele marijuana
so delinquente del estado empujando la malanga
esta pina este mango? el olor si te mata
no lo crees? ven pa ca te enseno la acha
el machete si te corta? pierdes a la sangre
sin ofrecer nada, usted eres cowarde
pienses en quien tu eres antes de meterte con alguien
si te pierdes la vida no vales para nadie

it ain’t hard to digest, not trying to impress
do this sh-t for the back-breakers not the dope-heads
spent too much time being borderline homeless
now i’m smoking in a truck with a gallon of p-ss
oh sh-t! ashes almost burnt the sh-t out my d-ck
trying to get stoned before another 6am shift
honestly i gave up and gave in to this cursed gift
cause selling drugs to pay the rent ain’t worth a p-ss
bombed out forces look like syrian kicks
not holy, crosses never round my neck
always knew them priest touchin, make a vein twitch
but what’s done in dark burns once light hits

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