Тексты песен «Busdriver»

I know this group and they're so avantcore I bought their shit at the mom and pop store And I give all of their songs the top score I'll see them play on their small hip-hop tour They're treated like sex symbols, out...

Let's make friends And not refer to rap monikers and astronomers And be fun-loving I'll give you roses, about one dozen Everyone one at this party is so dumb and aloof But you pry open closed minds like a sunroof And...

Hey... Hey... Hey... You did it, you got it You wowed the world Of casting agents and cowgirls Fess up you're dressed up to kill yourself Girl, I'm a walking plane-crash to your moms and dads Ostentatious and crass...

They want to hear good freestyling with sarcasm of Woody Allen Their parents own oil rigs They're just some spoiled kids who I must aim to please And so I'm dipped in a syrup vat And you know this town is a tourist trap...

Im just here to hold your hand when you die and to show you around imaginary places puttin many lumps on my bloody stump edible habits so I bit the perfect circle die in your sleep with the sky at your feet ill...

Busdriver: I did that record before you And sure of course it was a tour de force Now you can afford a Porsche Go to the Source awards Get some tour support Do all sorts of warped things Get a smorgasbord With a...

Buy my posthumous full-length My colorfully packaged disembodied shriek Converted to ring tones used in car ads Sung by winged gnomes over the head of Dick Clark Cover pages graced by the chiseled hard abs Of this now...

Sorry Fuckers I'm at my tittie signing at the Barnes Nobles You brown-nose but your downloads only show marginal growth Why do you dress like a lesbian welder? Only a middle-aged woman looks sexy in elk fur You get...

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It's the resurgence of the happy black rappers But now African medallions are handicap placards And we're alphabetized in the modernized retro And my press photos are wallet-size My rent's low Why don't you shape me I'm...