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The Bass And The Movement - текст песни



The Bass And The Movement


And we know how to make some music


And the music ain't supposed to stand still


And little bit of, you know little bits of Negro?


Into the music isn't enough


Music is all consuming, let me tell you...








You should have stuck with the original plan: To be a little man


Should have kept it simple, before the shit hit the fan


Give the kid a nipple cause he sucks


Take the microphone from his fist he doesn't know how to clutch


You wanna treat it like a playground?


Well we can joke about your take down


And let your pride get hurt when I tug on your skirt


Like "Shut the fuck up! Professionals are tryin' to work."


And to the people that don't feel us: Fuck em'


Don't need em', can't see em', never leave em', never loved em'


Stuff em' full of dick till the hole rips


And let em' know that's what they get for that ho shit


"Ooh my goodness, Slug went up and flipped his style


I haven't really heard a mac like this in a while"


Bullshit! Still broke and I still fake the smile


Go ahead and download my dick to a file


Yo, you heard Slug sing his songs about women


Like he must be a weak link, I know I can fuck with em'


For those who wanna ride, come on, climb aboard


I'ma be an asshole for as long as I'm exhorted


You either call my bluff or turn the volume up


And make noise for the women that swallow stuff


And put your hands up if you feel the music


Cause all that matters is "The Bass and the Movement"








I have a friend here who needs to put the brakes on. He's getting old.


And if he could put the brakes on time, he'd be coo'


The brakes...the brakes...the brakes...the brakes...








Step, step, step, step, step, step off


You know you gotta get lost because you know your soft


Huh huh step, step, step, step, step, stepped on


Is all you gunna get when you try to test the Sean


You need to park that bitch and get a starter kit


You might as well hire me to come write your shit





At least then nobody'll know who you bit


It won't hurt so much when they don't like your shit


Silly buddy in a puddle of beer


Quit steppin' in my cum and get your gum out your ear


"I heard your new song (Texts of songs ) son, yo this your year"


Why don't you run along and tell your girl to bring it here


You got no balance, combined with no talent


Disgraceful, you can catch a face full of phallice


Color me callused on a retribution tangent


How'd the love die!? How'd the hell you lose the magic?


These cats is lazy, layin' down on the job


I call Musab, this whole playground'll get robbed


Those your props? Gimme that.


Your girl? Gimme that.


A three pack of Jimmy hats


I show you who the skinny mack


You can keep the change. Hit me back when you're stable


If she give good brains she can play with the halo


"Don't worry you're in good hands, I'm a good man.


Misunderstood? Nah, just sick of the program."


I only speak to put(?) ammonia in the bleach


An orphanage, I'm here to get a portion of the piece


So play the leach: Suck me dry


Dot your "T's", cross your eyes


And blow me counterclockwise


So either call my bluff, or turn the volume up


And make noise for the women that swallow stuff


And put your hands up if you feel the music


Cause all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"


I'll keep this brief, I just wanna say peace


And be quiet if you love the police


Now put your hands up if you feel the music


Cause all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"


So either call my bluff, or turn the volume up


And make noise for the women that swallow stuff


And put your hands up if you feel the music


Cause all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"


From the top of Fiji, to the bottom of Christina Ricci


Big ups if you bought my CD


Now put your hands up if you feel the music


Cause all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"



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