Bert, is that Ahh, an place, oh, I love it A perfect to practice the exciting art of humming
Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum Hum along, if you can't sing you hum along Hum along, if you sing along, hum along Yeah, hum along with Zev X
interesting this thing Coming and drumming, there's hummingbirds with And feathers of the same, so we flock Plus rock, so on and so such, I clutch Mic, to touch an entire stadium With my boys to aid me, so we'll play, if you pay me
Beats sound fickle, Jeep sounds sickenin' To those with no soul, as I roll my [Incomprehensible] Bugle boy, bugle boy, your own horn Frugal endure, as the talents was born Minus, the Jim jankle Hammerschitt
His name, my name, 'cause X ain't permittin' shit I's no hypocrite, so yo, zip lip Z L be rippin', out rip No, no, no, shake hip or your rump Forget about I'm sayin', pump your fist to the drum and
Hum along, if you can't along, hum along Hum along, if you can't along, hum along Hum along, if you can't along, hum along Hum with the Kid
You could have sworn I was a what? A Penn pennybegger I more songs than your neighborhood bootlegger Swingin' hard like a forty on a hooker Cuter Booker, a real good looker
Yeah, a brown man is down and To this funky sound and you'll it out, so plops the sound man I'm just the R&B's beats kickers kickin' 'Til comes my payday, if rap was soccer, I'd be
Scorin' hard, I eat no or lard So trust in me becaue you in God The Lord, bet I proves, just for this man 'Cause the bills stay paid from this mic my hand
I'm not your everyday cotton pickin' or bailin' hay Hoe trickin' brother who to eat chicken Anyway, just hum as the drummer drums along This I bring along, not to along, but just to
Hum along, if you can't along, hum along Hum along, if you sing along, hum along Ya hum along, if you can't sing along ya hum Hum with the one
Hurry, hurry, hurry, step right up and I'll it So bring it back and forth, to swing it Swinging a to a hum, can get smooth So I to rock slow, to amuse
To the apex, I strides from L I To the car new age, to rip raw no rehease, I bust fat styles galore Self Universal Born Ruler Cee no more, hear no more Can no more, huh, I fear less or I
I toss or it up and when it drop, I'm forced to blow it up Give a little, take a little, or fake a little Pause, you wanna counterfeit the ain't havin' it All hopes cease, so listen closely, hush I wrote note, you can't stop the humrush
Bow, up, one nine eight, X plus And this is how we kicks it, for eighty is for the God's, the God's, the God's, yeah, you don't stop, heh