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You Flunked

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  • 作曲 : Owens
    Verse One:
    Get a load of this
    MC, and that
    MC I guess the
    G does not posess the recipe
    You're stale men fell when inferior complexes of when
    John flexes vexes the, competition often stop and listen in all men men saught in, raw
    I bet your best to play to crave the savior
    Never let the sweat be seen against me fiending for an inkling when, the sin retreat before the score is scuffed, you flunk again
    I recommend that you step, or
    I deck your chin then
    I grin cause you slept, you kept your
    Face placed in the spot from, first to last
    Now listen up as
    Cas come burst that ass
    Basically, your crew stunk
    Here's your grade c****, you flunked
    Chorus: Like that and uh,
    MC's just flunked (4X)
    Verse Two:
    It's vital how
    I pull tricks up off my jock
    Sticks and stones breakbeats and bones make fleets of clones, drop
    Sway as I say an essay, will impress a critic
    Critic the way
    I bring a flow, get it
    I'm the ****st, admit it
    Regurgitate when you bit it
    Ex-Lax the skills of a poet that's the **** and he know it,
    I swat em seek em out, and close in- -tro blows internally damaging men pos-ing
    I suppose thin tracks are always wack
    It all pays back when you stays fat
    Like that and uh, like this and uh
    This man'll, show you how to flow, ****
    Simply stating my standpoint on the, *****
    Basically, you flunked
    Chorus Chorus
    Two: Like that, the competition, they just flunked (4x)
    Verse Three:
    It's curtains, the way to adjust, must just be bearing with the tearing and ripping that
    I'm inflicting, from where the proper **** of my begin when, tricks lead your saliva is deep in my ****, clean
    I need a remedy from men that be
    All into me, they might fall into the abyss
    As I twist these melodies
    Hella MC's seize these fellas be prolific, with it, all intact
    Keep in touch even though
    I'm only callin back wack, you're week-er than seven days
    You should find a way to bring a weaker thought like crime pays
    I simply the peak in rhyme divinity when it be up to me, for the funk
    Higher like this, higher like that
    I got your brain again, you flunked
    Chorus Chorus
    Two
  • 作曲 : Owens
    Verse One:
    Get a load of this
    MC, and that
    MC I guess the
    G does not posess the recipe
    You're stale men fell when inferior complexes of when
    John flexes vexes the, competition often stop and listen in all men men saught in, raw
    I bet your best to play to crave the savior
    Never let the sweat be seen against me fiending for an inkling when, the sin retreat before the score is scuffed, you flunk again
    I recommend that you step, or
    I deck your chin then
    I grin cause you slept, you kept your
    Face placed in the spot from, first to last
    Now listen up as
    Cas come burst that ass
    Basically, your crew stunk
    Here's your grade c****, you flunked
    Chorus: Like that and uh,
    MC's just flunked (4X)
    Verse Two:
    It's vital how
    I pull tricks up off my jock
    Sticks and stones breakbeats and bones make fleets of clones, drop
    Sway as I say an essay, will impress a critic
    Critic the way
    I bring a flow, get it
    I'm the ****st, admit it
    Regurgitate when you bit it
    Ex-Lax the skills of a poet that's the **** and he know it,
    I swat em seek em out, and close in- -tro blows internally damaging men pos-ing
    I suppose thin tracks are always wack
    It all pays back when you stays fat
    Like that and uh, like this and uh
    This man'll, show you how to flow, ****
    Simply stating my standpoint on the, *****
    Basically, you flunked
    Chorus Chorus
    Two: Like that, the competition, they just flunked (4x)
    Verse Three:
    It's curtains, the way to adjust, must just be bearing with the tearing and ripping that
    I'm inflicting, from where the proper **** of my begin when, tricks lead your saliva is deep in my ****, clean
    I need a remedy from men that be
    All into me, they might fall into the abyss
    As I twist these melodies
    Hella MC's seize these fellas be prolific, with it, all intact
    Keep in touch even though
    I'm only callin back wack, you're week-er than seven days
    You should find a way to bring a weaker thought like crime pays
    I simply the peak in rhyme divinity when it be up to me, for the funk
    Higher like this, higher like that
    I got your brain again, you flunked
    Chorus Chorus
    Two