The Doppelgangaz - Ny Bushmen lyrics

[Produced by The Doppelgangaz] [Verse 1: EP] Ayo party please Rather eat havarti cheese With dill accents, black cloak black frill attachments Keep your yap closed about entrapment Sat froze, no reenactments Won't beseech for a prison style preach And never got riled off of infantile speech Its been a while, since he spent a thou' on a peach Styles low-brow within reach To each his own, prone to drop idioms Roam the unknown near stone of obsidian Hold the phone tell him don't stop to pity him A true loneshark who's embarked on presidium Live in a gritty slum with serenity A witty one with a biddy of amenities Like hennessy, ship it with a postmark From 10-3 loneshark up in the Ozarks [Verse 2: Matter Ov Fact] Ayo he in a sh**ty car sippin tang Out of a gritty jar, and eating titty bar chicken wang Spitting slang, like n***a let me do my thang And from his sleek beak he was known to speak a different twang And sank his fangs in the plethora of rodents You can sense the intense aura from the moment that you stepped into his crib that consisted of a throw tent He had to ditch the Geo Prizm with the toe dents Under bumper, some grunters and stragglers Known travelers, hunters and gatherers The ny bushmen flaggin down the hitchhikee and then the two dorks pushed in He said he matt and ep is his kin The driver made it known that vg is his gin And just like that, he pa**ed the victoria And said the floor-mats doubled as a vomitorium Yo.. yo peep the story son (Oh GOD) Yo, your hark back got you shark black (oh GOD) Catch your heart attack (oh GOD) Dark rap (oh GOD) Ya... ----------