Jettatura
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β±οΈ 2:27 duration
π ID: 2458779
π Lyrics
The plot thickens, it's not fillers, the bar risen
Plain militia I figured them was on vision
It's gonna take more than Delphi for the fortune told
Or the oracle, divine get your orb and go
Your own media corp, your own telephone call
Your own helluva tall list of hats to put on
It's the product of the voice and the market of talk
Private discuss as much a target as broadcasted one
To them you look like Den Nix did the cover
Sending text in Pidgin end to end over summers
They pit the lifers 'gainst the new, young against the old
Make a fighter out of you while they break out a bone
Booth with her, Sue Trinder a poon hitcher
Picture my itcher guy soon to hit the womb enter
Assume your fleet'll have a cool winter
But when the heat fills rooms you'll feel cΓ‘lida 'nough for pool centers
I might be a goner, might be a sinner
Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
Uh, late strange call from the industry
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Karl the Fog wants his job back in San Francisco
Charting raw gusts for all y'all tabbed in his show
Now it's you in your drawers at a silly desk
Giving Scrivener a theory till you're a bleary mess
Git suppository, shove the website up your butt
In this horror story they deify intelligence
Papers akin GNU for R Stallman: unfenced values
Haters invented pseudo-Aristotelian sex manuals
Treating the people like an enemy that needs surveillance
With each breed that leads we've seen a pagan
The low hum, a long life, the selfish come
We're so dumb we toss light for elfish tongue
Platysaurus intermedius, Genesis flood
With fat thesauruses we immediately capped our love
Simply defeated, we feeded and jacked off a bug
Our data is that of the advanced's lacking cum
I might be a goner, might be a sinner
Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
Uh, late strange call from the industry
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Plain militia I figured them was on vision
It's gonna take more than Delphi for the fortune told
Or the oracle, divine get your orb and go
Your own media corp, your own telephone call
Your own helluva tall list of hats to put on
It's the product of the voice and the market of talk
Private discuss as much a target as broadcasted one
To them you look like Den Nix did the cover
Sending text in Pidgin end to end over summers
They pit the lifers 'gainst the new, young against the old
Make a fighter out of you while they break out a bone
Booth with her, Sue Trinder a poon hitcher
Picture my itcher guy soon to hit the womb enter
Assume your fleet'll have a cool winter
But when the heat fills rooms you'll feel cΓ‘lida 'nough for pool centers
I might be a goner, might be a sinner
Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
Uh, late strange call from the industry
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Karl the Fog wants his job back in San Francisco
Charting raw gusts for all y'all tabbed in his show
Now it's you in your drawers at a silly desk
Giving Scrivener a theory till you're a bleary mess
Git suppository, shove the website up your butt
In this horror story they deify intelligence
Papers akin GNU for R Stallman: unfenced values
Haters invented pseudo-Aristotelian sex manuals
Treating the people like an enemy that needs surveillance
With each breed that leads we've seen a pagan
The low hum, a long life, the selfish come
We're so dumb we toss light for elfish tongue
Platysaurus intermedius, Genesis flood
With fat thesauruses we immediately capped our love
Simply defeated, we feeded and jacked off a bug
Our data is that of the advanced's lacking cum
I might be a goner, might be a sinner
Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
Uh, late strange call from the industry
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.07] The plot thickens, it's not fillers, the bar risen
[00:02.61] Plain militia I figured them was on vision
[00:05.45] It's gonna take more than Delphi for the fortune told
[00:08.18] Or the oracle, divine get your orb and go
[00:10.83] Your own media corp, your own telephone call
[00:13.79] Your own helluva tall list of hats to put on
[00:16.25] It's the product of the voice and the market of talk
[00:19.07] Private discuss as much a target as broadcasted one
[00:21.81] To them you look like Den Nix did the cover
[00:24.08] Sending text in Pidgin end to end over summers
[00:27.17] They pit the lifers 'gainst the new, young against the old
[00:29.99] Make a fighter out of you while they break out a bone
[00:32.71] Booth with her, Sue Trinder a poon hitcher
[00:35.30] Picture my itcher guy soon to hit the womb enter
[00:38.02] Assume your fleet'll have a cool winter
[00:40.20] But when the heat fills rooms you'll feel cΓ‘lida 'nough for pool centers
[00:43.16] I might be a goner, might be a sinner
[00:45.82] Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
[00:49.03] I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
[00:51.75] I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
[00:54.10] Uh, late strange call from the industry
[00:57.61] Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[01:00.44] Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[01:02.50] I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[01:10.94] Karl the Fog wants his job back in San Francisco
[01:13.42] Charting raw gusts for all y'all tabbed in his show
[01:16.27] Now it's you in your drawers at a silly desk
[01:18.81] Giving Scrivener a theory till you're a bleary mess
[01:21.44] Git suppository, shove the website up your butt
[01:24.22] In this horror story they deify intelligence
[01:26.63] Papers akin GNU for R Stallman: unfenced values
[01:29.41] Haters invented pseudo-Aristotelian sex manuals
[01:32.34] Treating the people like an enemy that needs surveillance
[01:35.08] With each breed that leads we've seen a pagan
[01:37.70] The low hum, a long life, the selfish come
[01:40.58] We're so dumb we toss light for elfish tongue
[01:43.48] Platysaurus intermedius, Genesis flood
[01:45.95] With fat thesauruses we immediately capped our love
[01:48.64] Simply defeated, we feeded and jacked off a bug
[01:51.39] Our data is that of the advanced's lacking cum
[01:53.74] I might be a goner, might be a sinner
[01:56.41] Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
[01:59.69] I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
[02:02.25] I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
[02:04.72] Uh, late strange call from the industry
[02:08.12] Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[02:10.95] Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[02:13.18] I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[02:15.64]
[00:02.61] Plain militia I figured them was on vision
[00:05.45] It's gonna take more than Delphi for the fortune told
[00:08.18] Or the oracle, divine get your orb and go
[00:10.83] Your own media corp, your own telephone call
[00:13.79] Your own helluva tall list of hats to put on
[00:16.25] It's the product of the voice and the market of talk
[00:19.07] Private discuss as much a target as broadcasted one
[00:21.81] To them you look like Den Nix did the cover
[00:24.08] Sending text in Pidgin end to end over summers
[00:27.17] They pit the lifers 'gainst the new, young against the old
[00:29.99] Make a fighter out of you while they break out a bone
[00:32.71] Booth with her, Sue Trinder a poon hitcher
[00:35.30] Picture my itcher guy soon to hit the womb enter
[00:38.02] Assume your fleet'll have a cool winter
[00:40.20] But when the heat fills rooms you'll feel cΓ‘lida 'nough for pool centers
[00:43.16] I might be a goner, might be a sinner
[00:45.82] Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
[00:49.03] I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
[00:51.75] I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
[00:54.10] Uh, late strange call from the industry
[00:57.61] Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[01:00.44] Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[01:02.50] I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[01:10.94] Karl the Fog wants his job back in San Francisco
[01:13.42] Charting raw gusts for all y'all tabbed in his show
[01:16.27] Now it's you in your drawers at a silly desk
[01:18.81] Giving Scrivener a theory till you're a bleary mess
[01:21.44] Git suppository, shove the website up your butt
[01:24.22] In this horror story they deify intelligence
[01:26.63] Papers akin GNU for R Stallman: unfenced values
[01:29.41] Haters invented pseudo-Aristotelian sex manuals
[01:32.34] Treating the people like an enemy that needs surveillance
[01:35.08] With each breed that leads we've seen a pagan
[01:37.70] The low hum, a long life, the selfish come
[01:40.58] We're so dumb we toss light for elfish tongue
[01:43.48] Platysaurus intermedius, Genesis flood
[01:45.95] With fat thesauruses we immediately capped our love
[01:48.64] Simply defeated, we feeded and jacked off a bug
[01:51.39] Our data is that of the advanced's lacking cum
[01:53.74] I might be a goner, might be a sinner
[01:56.41] Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
[01:59.69] I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
[02:02.25] I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
[02:04.72] Uh, late strange call from the industry
[02:08.12] Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[02:10.95] Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[02:13.18] I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
[02:15.64]