1990 II by Swaine Lyrics
Alien spandex
Celty got me plenty like we play for the celtics
Bet its noone else u know to do it like i did
300 songs like the spartans and the gates hot
Make it 330 like schools out
U couldn't move mouth
Well enough to get u respected
So whos fault
Would that be?
Eatin real good like zaxbys
On the phone never im too busy lay off me
Stop yapping
Ya i love to talk but not w u so im off these
Ya i love to walk these bitches likе doggies
Ya i love to wipe floors with еm like my nametags on my left chestpiece
Got the mop right here
Got my dogs right there
And im bringin everybody just to show who to fear
And u standin there say something if u can if u dare
And im fuckin takin over and theres only room for
One
This town ain't big enough for all of us
Specially if u give a fuck about followers
Numbers
The numbers games dangerous
Cuz it got people walkin round like they ain't flavorless
Baseless
Im runnin thru the paper that they saved for us
Make my entrance like the lakers when they had tres for us
This the woods this my fav forest
The trees kept me hidden from the world so i cut em down
Grab the saw now
See the sky let em know im around
And its all high brow
Overboard overloaded over sound
Undercooked half baked end it now!
Celty got me plenty like we play for the celtics
Bet its noone else u know to do it like i did
300 songs like the spartans and the gates hot
Make it 330 like schools out
U couldn't move mouth
Well enough to get u respected
So whos fault
Would that be?
Eatin real good like zaxbys
On the phone never im too busy lay off me
Stop yapping
Ya i love to talk but not w u so im off these
Ya i love to walk these bitches likе doggies
Ya i love to wipe floors with еm like my nametags on my left chestpiece
Got the mop right here
Got my dogs right there
And im bringin everybody just to show who to fear
And u standin there say something if u can if u dare
And im fuckin takin over and theres only room for
One
This town ain't big enough for all of us
Specially if u give a fuck about followers
Numbers
The numbers games dangerous
Cuz it got people walkin round like they ain't flavorless
Baseless
Im runnin thru the paper that they saved for us
Make my entrance like the lakers when they had tres for us
This the woods this my fav forest
The trees kept me hidden from the world so i cut em down
Grab the saw now
See the sky let em know im around
And its all high brow
Overboard overloaded over sound
Undercooked half baked end it now!