1. |
Hey DJ!?
02:39
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There’s no bad music
There’s no good music
It’s just a music which is blowing your head
Bad bad music
Good bad music
Bad bad music
Blowing your head
Fucked-up music
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2. |
Pop It!
02:46
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Crop it, Chop it
Cut it , Shop it
Pop it, Pop it
One two three
Why you look at me
Three four five
Are you getting high
NBA or a CIA
I’m so blown I’m so far away
How it’s rare
With your execution
Bring on homies, yeah
With a new solution
When it comes to taste
I would say no more
When the money burns
On a playlist raw
C’mon chop it all
Put it all on glue
When they ask the plot
Gonna have no clue
When it comes to waste
I would say no more
If you never stop
Needle tears a hole
It’s a rubbish
This part don’t need words
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3. |
Talkboxx
03:00
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[Talkbox Undefined Words]
They come for us to suck our blood
The only power is our mud
You talk to me I talk to you
The voice of speak is over proof
The sky is grey when blue is fine
Fine dinning places, eco wine
You bust the oyster come from yelp
This is no record for private hell
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4. |
Island Loop
01:37
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Tell me what u got
Tell me how you live
What you breakfast eat
on New Years eve
Do you lick you dog
Did you took her back
Did your burnt your tongue
From the cigarette
Did you spill the wine
On the wedding dress
Did you loose your weight
Tell me more or less
Do you take some drugs
Or some sleeping pills
Will you hold my hand
When we run thru hills
Did you play B-side
of that dusty chug
When u felt asleep
With unfinished mug
What bout wet corn flakes
When too long in milk
What bout shoes In dust
Lacerated silk
Tell me brothers dreams
Tell me brothers arms
What bout last headache
Railway station pharms
Will you love me more
When we’ll be apart
Will you call me now
And we back to start
When you called your mom
When you called your dad
Do you ski or skate
doing something rad
Tell me more and more
and let’s never stop
When the morning comes
We can turn to dust
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In the private jet
For the funny set
You just wave me hand
Call u later Sam
I’ll take rum’n’coke
Cuz I can’t go smoke
You just wave me hand
Call u later Sam
Privatejetting
In the air
I can make you cry
I can make you laugh
I can make you feel
I can make you love
In the private jet
In the private jet
In the private jet
In the private jet
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