Cavanaugh, Open Mike Eagle, Serengeti - Zorak

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Yeah, just stuntin' on it
Father-in-law's mad, and mad space booty
Display rockers case I had groupies named Suzie
Tropical and transparent, all even like a ruby
Courtroom drama in a coming-of-age movie
Treat the ladies well, warm chest in a 'cuzzi
I know we just met, just come for like a hammock net
Backward chains, baby wet, don’t forget your turtleneck
It’s cold like a rain check or being outdated technology
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
How the fuck is I’m entertaining? (Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
(Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
(Yeah)
Yeah, feel my nervous, mic my heartbeat
I write with sharpies like I’m Mike McCarthy
Reffin' fights between lights and darkies
And my malarkey’s all in checkered
Old emotions dissolve collectives
The hero fell so we should call detectives
The old wind’s blowin' me in all directions
How the fuck is I’m entertaining? (Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining? (Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining? (Technology)
(Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining? (Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining? (Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining? (Technology)
(Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
How the fuck is I’m entertaining? (Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
(Technology)
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
How the fuck is I’m entertaining?
(Technology)
Coffee sip, swollen hip from a jet ski flip
Tobacco pipe, amber stem, eagle rim, golden trim
Gold heads, glass legs, rusty hinge, amp legs
Lookin' like a sand wedge, sandy pants, golden floored
ocelot, used to smoke a lot of pot
Hella Ls, roll it up, it up, light it up
Did it weirdly, what happened last week? Steve (Steve)
Motherfucker please, go
Yup (Shit)
Yo, Tokyo is expensive
mad, lonely, lovely, moody
So long Japan, return of the lion man
How are you, my lion? Words exactly as on Bob’s chest
He gets annoyed all the time, try’na get into his mind
Wish I could kill this mime, and the hyenas growled outside
You could see the fire from the planes in the sky
Mighty Micro, let go, technology
How the fuck this is, is, is entertainment?
How the fuck?