GUEZ WHOZ BAK
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๐ Lyrics
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
The year was grey, 1991
Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan
I am married to those beats, wheres my number one fan
Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being
Can't cry, only hope. Can't smile, so I smoke
Without a wolfpack, a loner, my mood getting colder
I'm only 21 but my mind is older
Gonna live large, die young, most insane
This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Once upon a time not long ago
Came out white dynamite
You never heard of me before
I don't live by the gun
I live by the ton
Smoke all that shit flush it down with the rum
As I sit in my dark room
Make music like I'm dracula
Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula
I may be young but I'm definitely ready
I'm getting kind of heavy
So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse
Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse
As I come back straight with a combat
Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Tommy, Tommy...
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
The year was grey, 1991
Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan
I am married to those beats, wheres my number one fan
Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being
Can't cry, only hope. Can't smile, so I smoke
Without a wolfpack, a loner, my mood getting colder
I'm only 21 but my mind is older
Gonna live large, die young, most insane
This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Once upon a time not long ago
Came out white dynamite
You never heard of me before
I don't live by the gun
I live by the ton
Smoke all that shit flush it down with the rum
As I sit in my dark room
Make music like I'm dracula
Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula
I may be young but I'm definitely ready
I'm getting kind of heavy
So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse
Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse
As I come back straight with a combat
Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Tommy, Tommy...
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.64] Guess who's back?
[00:20.45] Up in the mix
[00:22.27] With my long brown hair
[00:24.07] And my big wide lips
[00:50.24] The year was grey, 1991
[00:53.87] Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan
[01:01.07] I am married to those beats, wheres my number one fan
[01:05.58] Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being
[01:10.03] Can't cry, only hope. Can't smile, so I smoke
[01:14.54] Without a wolfpack, a loner, my mood getting colder
[01:16.48] I'm only 21 but my mind is older
[01:18.27] Gonna live large, die young, most insane
[01:20.02] This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain
[01:22.77] Guess who's back?
[01:24.52] Up in the mix
[01:26.36] With my long brown hair
[01:28.10] And my big wide lips
[01:30.87] Once upon a time not long ago
[01:58.83] Came out white dynamite
[01:59.76] You never heard of me before
[02:01.56] I don't live by the gun
[02:03.31] I live by the ton
[02:06.09] Smoke all that shit flush it down with the rum
[02:09.63] As I sit in my dark room
[02:11.42] Make music like I'm dracula
[02:14.17] Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula
[02:17.72] I may be young but I'm definitely ready
[02:21.33] I'm getting kind of heavy
[02:25.85] So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse
[02:27.64] Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse
[02:32.29] As I come back straight with a combat
[02:37.69] Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract
[02:42.20] Guess who's back?
[02:44.86] Up in the mix
[02:45.76] With my long brown hair
[02:48.43] And my big wide lips
[02:58.44] Tommy, Tommy...
[03:07.44]
[00:20.45] Up in the mix
[00:22.27] With my long brown hair
[00:24.07] And my big wide lips
[00:50.24] The year was grey, 1991
[00:53.87] Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan
[01:01.07] I am married to those beats, wheres my number one fan
[01:05.58] Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being
[01:10.03] Can't cry, only hope. Can't smile, so I smoke
[01:14.54] Without a wolfpack, a loner, my mood getting colder
[01:16.48] I'm only 21 but my mind is older
[01:18.27] Gonna live large, die young, most insane
[01:20.02] This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain
[01:22.77] Guess who's back?
[01:24.52] Up in the mix
[01:26.36] With my long brown hair
[01:28.10] And my big wide lips
[01:30.87] Once upon a time not long ago
[01:58.83] Came out white dynamite
[01:59.76] You never heard of me before
[02:01.56] I don't live by the gun
[02:03.31] I live by the ton
[02:06.09] Smoke all that shit flush it down with the rum
[02:09.63] As I sit in my dark room
[02:11.42] Make music like I'm dracula
[02:14.17] Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula
[02:17.72] I may be young but I'm definitely ready
[02:21.33] I'm getting kind of heavy
[02:25.85] So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse
[02:27.64] Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse
[02:32.29] As I come back straight with a combat
[02:37.69] Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract
[02:42.20] Guess who's back?
[02:44.86] Up in the mix
[02:45.76] With my long brown hair
[02:48.43] And my big wide lips
[02:58.44] Tommy, Tommy...
[03:07.44]