Mareko - Oh sh** lyrics

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Mareko - Oh sh** lyrics

Oh sh** Oh sh** Oh sh** Ayo I'm sipping on some cognac With a baseball hat to match the throwbacks And when you see me fall back or bounce splat Hold that, stop procrastinating n***a and roll that Get the waste basket crackin out Get the co*k outta your a** And snap outta that f*gets spell The industry got you under Believe in the hype, then you wonder Why the singles hot but the LP s**s Now your like "Damn I shoulda got Beatnuts" Guaranteed satisfaction Every track is programmed to bounce a**es Across the global you can hear my vocal Echo over the mountains like a yodel It's big Phsyc straight from the kartel With more flavors than carvel I'm able to fill tall buildings to the capacity And pack guns like Butch Ca**idy Open fire rapidly and rob banks Then change my looks shave my face Now I'm Tom Hanks A cast away any body getting away I'm a blast away and end the f**in masquerade Deceptikons, Beatnuts make 'em say Oh sh**, oh sh**, oh sh** From New York to South Aucks make 'em say Oh sh**, oh sh**, oh sh** Deceptions, Beatnuts make em say Oh sh**, oh sh**, oh sh** From New York to South Aucks make em say Oh sh**, oh sh**, oh sh** It's finally on yeah we at it again Back 'cause these whack rappers Are fulla more sh** than a catheter is And drinking games are my national rap Plus you dogs are throwing up W's those are capital M's (Mareko Side) Mareko dropping lines like a fisherman You'd swear my pads are possessed By the mind of Spike Milligan Bad jelly and withes and sh** I'd eat a watermelon and shoot your crew up with the pips My syllabus is definitely hands on Mareko beats nuts you cats just jack off (f**in' jack offs) I stand my ground like I'm standing out your building Chillin' with a group of chubby samoan children Oh sh**, yeah this is that dope sh** That parents just tell your kids to just say no sh** And if your doubting these lines Then you crazy cats must've lost The plot like a clumsy screen writer The cordless mic snatcher creep stalking your fortress From out of orbit so knowing this proceed with pure caution Musical ma**acre Elimination k**ed many Now I'm mourning the dead White Sunday in New York City Kiwi civilians with weapons causing ma** concussion Microphone check check explosive dialect Oh sh** this is definitely that hot sh** From another planet that typical UFO sh** A tongue and horse man galloping on a stallion Brushing aside beef like a serious vegetarian Devolo my names stuck on you like a tattoo A permanent impression engraved on you whack a** fools Deceptikons, Beatnuts make 'em say Oh sh**, oh sh**, oh sh** From New York to South Aucks make 'em say Oh sh**, oh sh**, oh sh** Deceptions, Beatnuts make em say Oh sh**, oh sh**, oh sh** From New York to South Aucks make em say Oh sh**, oh sh**, oh sh**

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