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k-os - Crabbuckit lyrics
Took a trip on a bus that I didn't know Met a girl selling drinks at the disco Said you'd come back when you let it go Seems complicated cause it's really so simple Walking down Yonge Street on a Friday Can't follow them, gotta do it my way No fast lanes, still on the highway Moving in and out, no doubt there's a brighter day [chorus] No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up, ah-ah Check out the crabs in the bucket [repeat] It's like flies on the windscreen, writing on walls Square these clones claim they're having a ball Blaming themselves just before last call Tic-a-tic-a-toc, tic-a-tic-a-toc Clock strikes twelve, clock strikes one Smoking Gun put these fools on the run I know it's not that simple, I know it's not that hard Where's your goal? [chorus] [rap] You know what I mean Yeah, I heard ya, man Yo check it out Yeah, it's a conniption fit on the microphone lit I take it higher like a bird on a wire Retire the fire, I never cause I'm just movin' on up Choosin' to touch the unseen, cravin' the clutch The most inevitable legible pyromania Slayin' the devil and sending them back to Transylvania Strangely enough I uphold that side as ghetto From my heavy metal, will settle the puppets like Gepetto Damn if mirrors were created by sand Then I'm looking in the water for reflections of man Understand the minds above time when it's empty MC tragically hip ahead by a century Rah! [chorus] |
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