Ewonee thee beatnik - Wrapps lyrics

[Verse: Stanley Ipkuss] Usually when I skate Base heads get rudely in the way Dookie on they legs Couldn't counter sue me in a case That's false litigation I talk with a cadence Lost in the nation while gawking the natives Came a long way from pause tapes in the basement With ill loops that your DAW space gets replaced with And our trees got an awesome-r fragrance Here we just burn it down an arsonist playpen We locked in rotation & keep hot like grease pops from the bacon Stocked innovation Stop you from waiting Nervously your ocular's shaking An awkward occasion Face it Money comes and goes All you crummy dummies know Always clumsy on my toes Something's running from nose It blows Detonate the flaming into thin air Designates the placement for the lens glare Never paid the rent share Catch 'em pay for Any trendy menswear But not from my chinny chinny chin hairs Been there done that While you sitting wearing a dunce cap Get your limbs teared from the thumbtacks What's that? Sorry you're not really making any noise Heard you got caught faking we know you bench with many toys If I ain't hit you with a verse it's 'cause I'm stingy with my voice They impatient and simply I'm annoyed Boy