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Man they grill dusted so they fucking ducking like a steel musket Be pumpin but they didn't feel nothin Now the puppet master's got his grill busted I bludgeon with a blessing coming with 1100 buzzards I'm the motherfuckin essence of a present-day steel dungeon Pyrotechnic thoughts flow, battle tanks wheels crushin What lies ahead then I'm lookin through the Odyssey Learned about my future in the book of Deuteronomy They told me I should make a drug and hook the new economy And now I got 'em But not with cocaine, but bass thumps that rattle bottoms Because convenience is a drug The world is just a sheep farm Bloated, beatin Jesus to the mud Misquote 'em, choke 'em, sweep 'em under rug Split, tongue down the drum, suck out the blood And feed the other dumb shits One thousand one decent years in the sky, won't die Dematerialized, no lies, demon ears a surprise No eyes, no senses, could witness The way that Black Clover came here to rip this We got a tall glass of Classic to sit y'all down So you can scratch at your heads as the trunk goes pound Like we were at the train tracks workin hard Letras de cancionesCause the caboose is the damn train's only heart We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend So feel the sledgehammer drive that nail We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend So feel the sledgehammer drive that nail We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend So feel the sledgehammer drive that nail We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend Hey, there goes David MacLeary, he got them weird flows Treating everybody in the crowd like they're scarecrows He's top-seeded with all obstacles completed But he thinks that rapping in third person is too conceited So I'm back, I'm smellin the harvest, I'm smellin smoke The only thing I've been offended by is that you think I'm telling jokes Like if Yoko Ono gave you herpes, would that be strawberry fields forever, forever I grind with the syncopated measures I alleviate the pressure I'm a miscreant, a deviant of lectures I'ma keep forever brief my mystique'll keep me glued I'ma rectify this record brawl until Sadiq approves But sorry I'm not shooting any thugs, I rap about food and gettin buzzed Cause that's all I do, it's all I love I'm removing both the gloves and I'm leaving my fingerprints Now you can trace me back to every single beat I rip We got a tall glass of Classic to sit y'all down So you can scratch at your heads as the trunk goes pound Like we were at the train tracks working hard Cause the caboose is the damn train's only heart We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend So feel the sledgehammer drive that nail We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend So feel the sledgehammer drive that nail We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend So feel the sledgehammer drive that nail We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend We got the sledgehammer man. Can you hear it in the drum motherfucking trunk just pounding? (Thanks to Daniel Charloe and Tylor for these lyrics) From Letras Mania