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Correct Dork Court Lyrics
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Correct Dork Court
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[Verse 1: P.O.S] All’s quiet on the interstate Except for who you think? Drivin, tryna innovate Born to be wildlife Born to be bored and get busy Born to be styled right Born to lose but do it pretty Born a snake Grew into some newer type manure Sooner hit the sewer, fuck what alla yous are doing Mostly roll with kooks Heh Mostly roll alone Whippin through wherever Too fast, ignore my phone more Five thousand five hundred fifty six Unread emails Mary’s mad I give a shit but kinda don’t Heh Good at business! I’ll keep the sanity Provided to me Skipping prison And hustle, hustle And fuss over the illest shit And dumb numb Somehow I’m never ever feeling it Listening intent They see and say to pay the rent My sentence is meant Them toys could use a circuit bent Circumvent Circle talk Roll a eye Wiggle walk Evasion nation Pigs fly Dogs talk People love having human arguments with fucking bots People love hanging out in puddles wearing baggy socks Come the entire fuck on! I’m head to toe in Karl Kani and Sean Jean And Wu Wear and oatmeal’s on the rider Gambling on Shark Tank You lame mouth For that reason I’m out THANKS! [Verse 2: Astronautalis] All’s quiet on the western front ‘Cept me and my weird friend On that rattle and hum Live and direct, back in the saddle for once Never tipped a cattle But “Still Tippin” till cows’ll come home Cowboy with the gold front grill Paul Wall with the drawl Paul Newman with the grin Paul…Paul..Fuck! Ran out of “Paul”s dawg I guess I should pause now? Fuck it, too far gone! Ain’t no damn way to turn back now So “Don’t Look Back in Anger” like I’m Liam or Neil Yeah, I know it’s “Noel” and it’s spelled like “noel” But his mama should’ve thought of that when she named the asshole! Fuck you and the horse you rode in I’ll burn your house down like Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes Only on the Facebook to let you know when shows is So you can let Russia tap all my phones, bitch! Don’t at me bro! Stay out of my mentions Don’t talk to me or my sons again and Don’t try to tell me J.Cole’s worth a listen He just writes the same shit over Like Bart in detention! Calm down now! Order in the dork court! You sound dumb like white people sayin “norf norf” Of course for sport I can bring more force But your mom is on the porch Saying you got more chores So go fold your drawers And don’t make no noise Our you’ll have to move back in with your dad Like they threatened in divorce court
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