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<i>[Hook]</i>
Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express Grab your ticket (Ticket!) Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express (Oh shit!) <i>[Cee-Lo]</i> I am the one and only son of a machine gun Untrapable, meaning I can't be place between none _Even In Darkness_, I already ate this diction It's so bold you could smell that funk with a cold It's unbelieveable, bare a resemblance to Broken Mold I'm op-timistic, I'm the air in the open road Make ya move it's moderate, no need to speed It's inevitable you arrive in due time indeed Now is the, time and place to in-vade the empty space I'm a profectionist, I never pressure the pen space But I wouldn't be amazing without God's Amazing Grace I can travel outer space while standin in one place <i>[Hook]</i> <i>[Andre Benjamin]</i> Hippy to the hop, like a digi-log frog Throw me the cat and I'll throw you the dog <i>[bark]</i> Simple as a dimple ain't it? A hole in your cheek, let's hit the town so we can paint it, Red -- or maybe baby blue for two As sure as you are my lover, that is my favorite color and we get down - off to my castle we drown In each others love we puddle, huddle - break, fourth down, and inches (Ahh!) We all some players don't ride no benches (Ahh!) Elegant princes come to your senses (Ahh!) I noticed that your one of a kind That's makes you kind of the one I'm, sharing my spaghetti with -- The Lady and The Tramp, the mystery the myth Not into runnin frames, but I got a thang for ya Swoosh! I will do ya, surely I adore ya <i>[Hook]</i> <i>[Big Gipp]</i> Gipp, a 2002 boy What'chu think it say 2A, ya goin my way Went from Ragtime buddy to a cakewalk stage Didn't ask cuz I past you made this weight My empression is one and no other Kinda-sorta yo, Dr. Demental Had you come through the lab Doctor, Organized instrumental We gon' keep it on the track and the gristle This Ex-press, here the whistle? <i>[train horn]</i> <i>[Backbone]</i> Who the fuck changed the face of the game And bought it back "5, Deuce, 4, Tre" The alliance of elite emcees Attention, salute, at ease The world renowned, from here clean across seas It's the critical acclaimed, Dungeon Family We are now boardin, all seats and all rows But it ain't no more tickets cuz it's a sold-out show <i>[Hook]</i> <i>[Big Boi]</i> I Stank I can, I Stank I can, I know I can, I will ?? lil' P-I-T be knockin players off the field, for real Dungeon Family got my sword and my sheild To Campleton not Camelot, let's smoke the 'dro and chill (Chill?) Like four babies, and now you want the pill Used to be raw dawg but now you want the grill SeVille flawless, so now you want drill And takin a groupie home is just like lovin some roadkill Pimpin and panderin, on a level you can serve Ths metal, nouns, pronouns, adverbs, and verbs I spit the words of Wordsmith, how ya gonna burst shit Sip-sip, sip-sip, "Sippin on Some Syrup" like Three 6 Engine Number 9 is on the grind Like ya molars when ya rolled and that's your backteeth bitin down Now open up and say it, the D to the F's the greatest The talented town, then tip up your drink, your head has been deflated <i>[Hook 2x]</i> |
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<i>[Hook]</i>
Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express Grab your ticket (Ticket!) Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express (Oh shit!) <i>[Cee-Lo]</i> I am the one and only son of a machine gun Untrapable, meaning I can't be place between none _Even In Darkness_, I already ate this diction It's so bold you could smell that funk with a cold It's unbelieveable, bare a resemblance to Broken Mold I'm op-timistic, I'm the air in the open road Make ya move it's moderate, no need to speed It's inevitable you arrive in due time indeed Now is the, time and place to in-vade the empty space I'm a profectionist, I never pressure the pen space But I wouldn't be amazing without God's Amazing Grace I can travel outer space while standin in one place <i>[Hook]</i> <i>[Andre Benjamin]</i> Hippy to the hop, like a digi-log frog Throw me the cat and I'll throw you the dog <i>[bark]</i> Simple as a dimple ain't it? A hole in your cheek, let's hit the town so we can paint it, Red -- or maybe baby blue for two As sure as you are my lover, that is my favorite color and we get down - off to my castle we drown In each others love we puddle, huddle - break, fourth down, and inches (Ahh!) We all some players don't ride no benches (Ahh!) Elegant princes come to your senses (Ahh!) I noticed that your one of a kind That's makes you kind of the one I'm, sharing my spaghetti with -- The Lady and The Tramp, the mystery the myth Not into runnin frames, but I got a thang for ya Swoosh! I will do ya, surely I adore ya <i>[Hook]</i> <i>[Big Gipp]</i> Gipp, a 2002 boy What'chu think it say 2A, ya goin my way Went from Ragtime buddy to a cakewalk stage Didn't ask cuz I past you made this weight My empression is one and no other Kinda-sorta yo, Dr. Demental Had you come through the lab Doctor, Organized instrumental We gon' keep it on the track and the gristle This Ex-press, here the whistle? <i>[train horn]</i> <i>[Backbone]</i> Who the fuck changed the face of the game And bought it back "5, Deuce, 4, Tre" The alliance of elite emcees Attention, salute, at ease The world renowned, from here clean across seas It's the critical acclaimed, Dungeon Family We are now boardin, all seats and all rows But it ain't no more tickets cuz it's a sold-out show <i>[Hook]</i> <i>[Big Boi]</i> I Stank I can, I Stank I can, I know I can, I will ?? lil' P-I-T be knockin players off the field, for real Dungeon Family got my sword and my sheild To Campleton not Camelot, let's smoke the 'dro and chill (Chill?) Like four babies, and now you want the pill Used to be raw dawg but now you want the grill SeVille flawless, so now you want drill And takin a groupie home is just like lovin some roadkill Pimpin and panderin, on a level you can serve Ths metal, nouns, pronouns, adverbs, and verbs I spit the words of Wordsmith, how ya gonna burst shit Sip-sip, sip-sip, "Sippin on Some Syrup" like Three 6 Engine Number 9 is on the grind Like ya molars when ya rolled and that's your backteeth bitin down Now open up and say it, the D to the F's the greatest The talented town, then tip up your drink, your head has been deflated <i>[Hook 2x]</i> |
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