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 along, hum along Hum along, if you can't along you hum along Hum along, if you sing along, hum along Yeah, hum with Zev Love X
Very interesting this Coming and drumming, there's hummingbirds wings And feathers of the same, so we much Plus rock, so on and so such, I this Mic, to touch like an stadium With my to aid me, so we'll play, if you pay me some
sound fickle, rented Jeep sounds sickenin' To with no soul, as I roll with my [Incomprehensible] Bugle boy, bugle boy, toot your own Frugal endure, as the talents was born Minus, the Jim jinkle jankle
His name, ain't my name, 'cause X permittin' shit I's no hypocrite, so yo, zip lip Z L be rippin', out rip No, no, no, shake your hip or your Forget what I'm sayin', pump your fist to the drum and
Hum along, if you sing along, hum along Hum along, if you sing along, hum along Hum along, if you sing along, hum along Hum with the Kid
You could have sworn I was a what? A Penn pennybegger I gots more than your neighborhood bootlegger hard like a forty deuce on a hooker Cuter than Booker, a good looker
Yeah, a brown man is down and To this sound and you'll check it out, so plops the sound man I'm just the R&B's beats kickin' lingo 'Til comes my payday, if rap was soccer, I'd be
hard, I eat no porkchops or lard So trust in me you trust in God The Lord, bet I proves, just began for man 'Cause the bills stay paid from this mic my hand
I'm not your average cotton pickin' or bailin' hay Hoe trickin' brother who to eat chicken Anyway, hum along as the drummer drums along This I bring along, not to along, but just to
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Hurry, hurry, hurry, right up and I'll sing it So bring it and forth, just to swing it Swinging a voom to a hum, can get So I choose to slow, to amuse
To the apex, I strides L I Strong To the car new age, to rip raw Need no rehease, I fat styles galore Self Universal Born Ruler Cypher Cee no more, hear no Can no more, huh, I less or I guess
I toss or throw it up and when it drop, I'm to blow it up Give a little, take a little, grunt or a little Pause, you wanna counterfeit the ain't havin' it All your hopes cease, so closely, hush I wrote note, you can't stop the humrush
Bow, blowin up, one eight, X plus And this is how we kicks it, for eighty This is for the God's, the God's, the God's, yeah, you stop, heh