The Doppelgangaz - Bull Shark lyrics

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The Doppelgangaz - Bull Shark lyrics

(Hook) It's the misfit on his lonely/ In the shadows of night trying to roam free/ He just wants to be one with his thoughts/ Devious in the way he thickens plot/ Chickens trot, flicking snot/ On the road less traveled, the end is what he sought/ Dark in the way he crept around/ Into dust his soul was bound/ [Verse 1: Croosh] We break it down like amino acids/ I'm the hybrid of what was birthed from Lake Placid/ I really don't like the way this task sits/ Rolled over in my grave and rose from caskets/ It's the ba*tard, back at it again/ Plastered drunk with a couple of friends/ They seem just as musty as me/ Crusty eyelids make it hard to see/ Dumpster dove into what was a gold rush/ Cloaked up, described as looking so flush/ More like flushed down the toilet/ My brain's in a pot, time to boil it/ Feet looking like Bunions, word to Paul/ Nastiest toes a podiatrist ever saw/ But I'm still kicking like a tortoise from the Galapagos/ Dreary and clumsy like a sloppy ghost/ (Hook) It's the misfit on his lonely/ In the shadows of night trying to roam free/ He just wants to be one with his thoughts/ Devious in the way he thickens plot/ Chickens trot, flicking snot/ On the road less traveled the end is what he sought/ Dark in the way he crept around/ Into dust his soul was bound/ [Verse 2: Croosh] Eating soup with chicken Brothel/ Peace to the sharking apostles repping Doppel/ Just know no one can stop you, keep the youth/ Peep the Pudding, don't forget the Proof/ Settled in the corner with a bone sawing instrument/ Ready to slice a bystander severing a ligament/ Then bagging it up for the black market/ Dr. Frank is trying to piece back the carca**/ Keeping under the radar, you know how narks get/ I'm the shark set, making sure all is on target/ Cool Beaners, with some Mexicans in Greenland/ They call them frozen backs there, know what I mean man?/ I ain't a mean man, just some jargonistic racial slurs/ Pardon if the place concurs/ To get rid of you and I like a bad habit/ Blown up like a mine field and a Baghdad rabbit... Dag nab-it/

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