20 On Five
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β±οΈ 2:34 duration
π ID: 9532278
π Lyrics
Yeah
Scallops Hotel
Scallops Hotel is the building
Sovereign nose on my arrogantβ
('Cause he can see)
('Cause he can see right through you)
Hmm
This lonesome crowd lends well to epistrophe
I don't get drunk off Listerine
Question the method, I tell em, "Accept the mystery"
Sternly, bucking expectations as limiting
I roll the jazz cabbage
While her ass fattens
By the fireside
There's no roundabouts, I play the Yes album for a roundabout
The thousandth time
Friendly reminder: there's ample sky, so I take to it
Mogs cop the break fluid
I put that twenty on five and kept it rolling, my nig
They so corny and jive, I kept it rolling, my nig
It's a lot of dead motherfuckas who was also vigilant
Buzz Killington, wear a beat on a sling like a Remington rifle
MC sought disciples or masters
Really I'm just glad I got the rights to my masters
And y'all called it "art-rap," shit
And ya'll called it "artβ"
And ya'll called it "art-rap"
Dark Twain wrote it falling out the sky on a barf bag
Commit a caper as a eulogy
A hater could be most useful to me
A hater could be most useful to me
A hater could be most useful to me
Scallops Hotel
("Maybe madness...")
("Winding in my chair")
Scallops Hotel
Scallops Hotel is the building
Sovereign nose on my arrogantβ
('Cause he can see)
('Cause he can see right through you)
Hmm
This lonesome crowd lends well to epistrophe
I don't get drunk off Listerine
Question the method, I tell em, "Accept the mystery"
Sternly, bucking expectations as limiting
I roll the jazz cabbage
While her ass fattens
By the fireside
There's no roundabouts, I play the Yes album for a roundabout
The thousandth time
Friendly reminder: there's ample sky, so I take to it
Mogs cop the break fluid
I put that twenty on five and kept it rolling, my nig
They so corny and jive, I kept it rolling, my nig
It's a lot of dead motherfuckas who was also vigilant
Buzz Killington, wear a beat on a sling like a Remington rifle
MC sought disciples or masters
Really I'm just glad I got the rights to my masters
And y'all called it "art-rap," shit
And ya'll called it "artβ"
And ya'll called it "art-rap"
Dark Twain wrote it falling out the sky on a barf bag
Commit a caper as a eulogy
A hater could be most useful to me
A hater could be most useful to me
A hater could be most useful to me
Scallops Hotel
("Maybe madness...")
("Winding in my chair")
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.66] Yeah
[00:06.68] Scallops Hotel
[00:08.66] Scallops Hotel is the building
[00:13.51]
[00:19.56] Sovereign nose on my arrogantβ
[00:24.53] ('Cause he can see)
[00:27.64] ('Cause he can see right through you)
[00:41.10] Hmm
[00:43.68] This lonesome crowd lends well to epistrophe
[00:47.04] I don't get drunk off Listerine
[00:49.49] Question the method, I tell em, "Accept the mystery"
[00:52.53] Sternly, bucking expectations as limiting
[00:55.48] I roll the jazz cabbage
[00:56.91] While her ass fattens
[00:58.16] By the fireside
[00:59.15] There's no roundabouts, I play the Yes album for a roundabout
[01:02.06] The thousandth time
[01:03.32] Friendly reminder: there's ample sky, so I take to it
[01:06.56] Mogs cop the break fluid
[01:07.83] I put that twenty on five and kept it rolling, my nig
[01:10.92] They so corny and jive, I kept it rolling, my nig
[01:14.04] It's a lot of dead motherfuckas who was also vigilant
[01:17.50] Buzz Killington, wear a beat on a sling like a Remington rifle
[01:22.10] MC sought disciples or masters
[01:24.51] Really I'm just glad I got the rights to my masters
[01:27.62] And y'all called it "art-rap," shit
[01:29.13] And ya'll called it "artβ"
[01:29.79] And ya'll called it "art-rap"
[01:32.08] Dark Twain wrote it falling out the sky on a barf bag
[01:35.57] Commit a caper as a eulogy
[01:37.35] A hater could be most useful to me
[01:39.60] A hater could be most useful to me
[01:41.23] A hater could be most useful to me
[01:45.54] Scallops Hotel
[01:52.56] ("Maybe madness...")
[01:57.79] ("Winding in my chair")
[02:34.14]
[00:06.68] Scallops Hotel
[00:08.66] Scallops Hotel is the building
[00:13.51]
[00:19.56] Sovereign nose on my arrogantβ
[00:24.53] ('Cause he can see)
[00:27.64] ('Cause he can see right through you)
[00:41.10] Hmm
[00:43.68] This lonesome crowd lends well to epistrophe
[00:47.04] I don't get drunk off Listerine
[00:49.49] Question the method, I tell em, "Accept the mystery"
[00:52.53] Sternly, bucking expectations as limiting
[00:55.48] I roll the jazz cabbage
[00:56.91] While her ass fattens
[00:58.16] By the fireside
[00:59.15] There's no roundabouts, I play the Yes album for a roundabout
[01:02.06] The thousandth time
[01:03.32] Friendly reminder: there's ample sky, so I take to it
[01:06.56] Mogs cop the break fluid
[01:07.83] I put that twenty on five and kept it rolling, my nig
[01:10.92] They so corny and jive, I kept it rolling, my nig
[01:14.04] It's a lot of dead motherfuckas who was also vigilant
[01:17.50] Buzz Killington, wear a beat on a sling like a Remington rifle
[01:22.10] MC sought disciples or masters
[01:24.51] Really I'm just glad I got the rights to my masters
[01:27.62] And y'all called it "art-rap," shit
[01:29.13] And ya'll called it "artβ"
[01:29.79] And ya'll called it "art-rap"
[01:32.08] Dark Twain wrote it falling out the sky on a barf bag
[01:35.57] Commit a caper as a eulogy
[01:37.35] A hater could be most useful to me
[01:39.60] A hater could be most useful to me
[01:41.23] A hater could be most useful to me
[01:45.54] Scallops Hotel
[01:52.56] ("Maybe madness...")
[01:57.79] ("Winding in my chair")
[02:34.14]