Dirty Bulk
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โฑ๏ธ 3:16 duration
๐ ID: 13949498
๐ Lyrics
Glitch made bickering on this tape
Listen to my wrist flick pencil in a visit
With the mister who be getting to the bottom like Brisbane
It's the gift wrap
Rapping round these lizards slithering on this plane
Psychedelic missionary never lead the witness
Dishing out a vision spit on images of everyone who's livid
At this walking living pisstake
She wanted me to trip sit
Now she's firmly sitting on this dick
I could have told her she was misplaced
But instead I raised limbs
The fifth going harder than the bottle stan was drinking
Right before he hit the bridge
Minimalist when writing told Grammys pipe down
I'm still plucking out my fibres
Gimme 3-5 years and then I'm busting out the Bifrost
Cos I got my eye on you cyclops
Bugging in a time loop
Flushed because I'm buzzing like an icon
Demonic symbolism ribbit ribbit looking back I'm licking back
Erotic in the mirror busy watching us deliver
Bigger hits than Miramax
Studied hard got my shaman garms ready
Like I never missed a class
Brewing up a curse like a Tutankhamun memory
Looking for a finer life
Half a decade later
Man I'm so surprised that I could ride this high
Bargaining with god but I'm still hiding all my lies
Running outta pork inside my rind
Troubles on my mind like I was harbouring a crime
So I'm parking by the entrance double thinking do or die
Always got a snidey smile
Yea I be riding proud
Bitch I'm really lying now
Why you bitching?
Glitch made
Mesmerising psychopathic dick face
Sniffing heavy ribbons and reiterate the pave low
Sitting under bridges quaking
Tickets raving
Cricket, cricket
I got a mortar for your fricking face
I got a korma from my favourite chicken place
And then I puked it up in front of your estate
Bucket guzzle Wray and Neph
Or in the cut with ranger tech
I do it both I get you poked with a broken bottle
Or a bloody coated bayonet
Playing with your head and I am barely craving hazy sess
If you get the sense that I'm familiar bitch
Its cos I'm smoking sinsemilla
Did the DMT for holy omens
Now I'm slowly encroaching my cinderella
Listen to my wrist flick pencil in a visit
With the mister who be getting to the bottom like Brisbane
It's the gift wrap
Rapping round these lizards slithering on this plane
Psychedelic missionary never lead the witness
Dishing out a vision spit on images of everyone who's livid
At this walking living pisstake
She wanted me to trip sit
Now she's firmly sitting on this dick
I could have told her she was misplaced
But instead I raised limbs
The fifth going harder than the bottle stan was drinking
Right before he hit the bridge
Minimalist when writing told Grammys pipe down
I'm still plucking out my fibres
Gimme 3-5 years and then I'm busting out the Bifrost
Cos I got my eye on you cyclops
Bugging in a time loop
Flushed because I'm buzzing like an icon
Demonic symbolism ribbit ribbit looking back I'm licking back
Erotic in the mirror busy watching us deliver
Bigger hits than Miramax
Studied hard got my shaman garms ready
Like I never missed a class
Brewing up a curse like a Tutankhamun memory
Looking for a finer life
Half a decade later
Man I'm so surprised that I could ride this high
Bargaining with god but I'm still hiding all my lies
Running outta pork inside my rind
Troubles on my mind like I was harbouring a crime
So I'm parking by the entrance double thinking do or die
Always got a snidey smile
Yea I be riding proud
Bitch I'm really lying now
Why you bitching?
Glitch made
Mesmerising psychopathic dick face
Sniffing heavy ribbons and reiterate the pave low
Sitting under bridges quaking
Tickets raving
Cricket, cricket
I got a mortar for your fricking face
I got a korma from my favourite chicken place
And then I puked it up in front of your estate
Bucket guzzle Wray and Neph
Or in the cut with ranger tech
I do it both I get you poked with a broken bottle
Or a bloody coated bayonet
Playing with your head and I am barely craving hazy sess
If you get the sense that I'm familiar bitch
Its cos I'm smoking sinsemilla
Did the DMT for holy omens
Now I'm slowly encroaching my cinderella
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.64] Glitch made bickering on this tape
[00:07.77] Listen to my wrist flick pencil in a visit
[00:10.55] With the mister who be getting to the bottom like Brisbane
[00:13.19] It's the gift wrap
[00:14.18] Rapping round these lizards slithering on this plane
[00:16.63] Psychedelic missionary never lead the witness
[00:19.06] Dishing out a vision spit on images of everyone who's livid
[00:22.10] At this walking living pisstake
[00:23.67] She wanted me to trip sit
[00:25.78] Now she's firmly sitting on this dick
[00:26.81] I could have told her she was misplaced
[00:28.57] But instead I raised limbs
[00:29.60] The fifth going harder than the bottle stan was drinking
[00:32.36] Right before he hit the bridge
[00:33.54] Minimalist when writing told Grammys pipe down
[00:35.86] I'm still plucking out my fibres
[00:37.08] Gimme 3-5 years and then I'm busting out the Bifrost
[00:40.07] Cos I got my eye on you cyclops
[00:42.34] Bugging in a time loop
[00:43.77] Flushed because I'm buzzing like an icon
[00:45.17] Demonic symbolism ribbit ribbit looking back I'm licking back
[00:48.68] Erotic in the mirror busy watching us deliver
[00:51.33] Bigger hits than Miramax
[00:52.73] Studied hard got my shaman garms ready
[00:54.78] Like I never missed a class
[00:56.26] Brewing up a curse like a Tutankhamun memory
[01:03.72] Looking for a finer life
[01:04.98] Half a decade later
[01:06.32] Man I'm so surprised that I could ride this high
[01:08.16] Bargaining with god but I'm still hiding all my lies
[01:10.70] Running outta pork inside my rind
[01:12.87] Troubles on my mind like I was harbouring a crime
[01:15.33] So I'm parking by the entrance double thinking do or die
[01:18.27] Always got a snidey smile
[01:19.46] Yea I be riding proud
[01:20.72] Bitch I'm really lying now
[01:22.19] Why you bitching?
[01:25.63] Glitch made
[01:26.52] Mesmerising psychopathic dick face
[01:28.27] Sniffing heavy ribbons and reiterate the pave low
[01:30.72] Sitting under bridges quaking
[01:32.53] Tickets raving
[01:33.34] Cricket, cricket
[01:34.53] I got a mortar for your fricking face
[01:37.29] I got a korma from my favourite chicken place
[01:39.09] And then I puked it up in front of your estate
[01:41.39] Bucket guzzle Wray and Neph
[01:42.76] Or in the cut with ranger tech
[01:44.16] I do it both I get you poked with a broken bottle
[01:46.43] Or a bloody coated bayonet
[01:48.34] Playing with your head and I am barely craving hazy sess
[01:50.94] If you get the sense that I'm familiar bitch
[01:52.72] Its cos I'm smoking sinsemilla
[01:54.17] Did the DMT for holy omens
[01:55.79] Now I'm slowly encroaching my cinderella
[02:00.20]
[00:07.77] Listen to my wrist flick pencil in a visit
[00:10.55] With the mister who be getting to the bottom like Brisbane
[00:13.19] It's the gift wrap
[00:14.18] Rapping round these lizards slithering on this plane
[00:16.63] Psychedelic missionary never lead the witness
[00:19.06] Dishing out a vision spit on images of everyone who's livid
[00:22.10] At this walking living pisstake
[00:23.67] She wanted me to trip sit
[00:25.78] Now she's firmly sitting on this dick
[00:26.81] I could have told her she was misplaced
[00:28.57] But instead I raised limbs
[00:29.60] The fifth going harder than the bottle stan was drinking
[00:32.36] Right before he hit the bridge
[00:33.54] Minimalist when writing told Grammys pipe down
[00:35.86] I'm still plucking out my fibres
[00:37.08] Gimme 3-5 years and then I'm busting out the Bifrost
[00:40.07] Cos I got my eye on you cyclops
[00:42.34] Bugging in a time loop
[00:43.77] Flushed because I'm buzzing like an icon
[00:45.17] Demonic symbolism ribbit ribbit looking back I'm licking back
[00:48.68] Erotic in the mirror busy watching us deliver
[00:51.33] Bigger hits than Miramax
[00:52.73] Studied hard got my shaman garms ready
[00:54.78] Like I never missed a class
[00:56.26] Brewing up a curse like a Tutankhamun memory
[01:03.72] Looking for a finer life
[01:04.98] Half a decade later
[01:06.32] Man I'm so surprised that I could ride this high
[01:08.16] Bargaining with god but I'm still hiding all my lies
[01:10.70] Running outta pork inside my rind
[01:12.87] Troubles on my mind like I was harbouring a crime
[01:15.33] So I'm parking by the entrance double thinking do or die
[01:18.27] Always got a snidey smile
[01:19.46] Yea I be riding proud
[01:20.72] Bitch I'm really lying now
[01:22.19] Why you bitching?
[01:25.63] Glitch made
[01:26.52] Mesmerising psychopathic dick face
[01:28.27] Sniffing heavy ribbons and reiterate the pave low
[01:30.72] Sitting under bridges quaking
[01:32.53] Tickets raving
[01:33.34] Cricket, cricket
[01:34.53] I got a mortar for your fricking face
[01:37.29] I got a korma from my favourite chicken place
[01:39.09] And then I puked it up in front of your estate
[01:41.39] Bucket guzzle Wray and Neph
[01:42.76] Or in the cut with ranger tech
[01:44.16] I do it both I get you poked with a broken bottle
[01:46.43] Or a bloody coated bayonet
[01:48.34] Playing with your head and I am barely craving hazy sess
[01:50.94] If you get the sense that I'm familiar bitch
[01:52.72] Its cos I'm smoking sinsemilla
[01:54.17] Did the DMT for holy omens
[01:55.79] Now I'm slowly encroaching my cinderella
[02:00.20]