~God Of The Metaphore~
From: the mutha fuckin bay area where wit get stupid and fuck wit them rippers |
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IP:
im post sum lyrics from him in his honor-
first i do like this i put a look on my face like i smell some piss bounce to the beat till it start to hurt then i dust all the smirk off me shirt dip to the ground as i catch the base then i wipe all the sweat off me face hop back up then i start to slide poppin my color as i glide then i break the thing down do the verse dust my self off like i juss dont curr come on every body nows ur chance FuCK the harlem shake its the THIZZLE DANCE
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