Greetings, loved ones.
Aug 12, 2010 14:05:01 GMT -6
Post by Gertrude on Aug 12, 2010 14:05:01 GMT -6
(There was a 8 year old in the next room, so if I sound like I am whispering, that is why.)
Let's take a journey.
I know a place where the Citz are always meaner.
Cold, dry and mild, fat bitch Cinnamyn you caught her.
Sippin haterade, lounging inside of the wagons
Spies offer wine tryna slip up all the Cit'zens.
You could travel the Bur-urg
But nothing comes close to the losers lounge
Once you've joined up with us
You'll be crying all night, why-hy did-i-die-hi-hi-hi
Roled Spies Citizens, we're unforgettable
Never hunt a day in our lives
Just rely on power, we'll keep ourselves safe
Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha no.
Roled Spies Citizens, we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce - oh shit, you lynched us.
Tracy represent, now G T F O.
Woah, oh oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh oh oh.
Sex with my Claude, got some oil in my coochie.
Freaks? Possibly. But at least we have 'Lizabethie.
You could travel the Bur-urg
But nothing comes close to our late night chats
Once you've read up on us,
You'll be laughing all night, why-hy did i kill th-em
Spies Eight mafia, they're so forgettable
Impris'ning Citz that make the game fun
Leave my child an orphan - unexcusable!
O-oh-oh-oh-Owen, please take good care of her-err!
Spies Eight mafia, they're certifiable
Lex, 'Zac, Magz, them crazy bitches
Cinn'myn had to lead, oh God I feel for her
Po-oh-oh-oh-or, Cin-a-cin-a-cin-a-myn.
Oh, man
Rappin' already?
Gotta find the beat 'cause it's kinda unsteady
Wild child, I boast
She's the one I love the most
I mean the one, I mean like she's the one
Kiss her, feed her, squeeze her tum(my)
The girl's a freak, she's half a jeep
A small note for her
I'm okay,
Don't be afraid
They took the bait
Now I'm with my mate.
Elizabeth
My darling,
Imprisonment is temporary.
Come on Citz, catch the Spies
All their lies are hangin' out
Scum-slippin' and flippin' and trippin'
No missin'
Just a town and a mafia
Claudey my darling?
(Yeah)
You looking here, baby?
(Uh-huh)
I'm all up on you
'Cause you're representing model Cit'zens.
(Ohhhh yeah)
Spies Eight Citizens, you need to win this
Study the facts and make sure you're sure.
Otherwise, the Spies, they'll jump you at the end
And we don't want that, bad ending to the game.
Spies Eight Citizens, you need to step it up
Fine, you caught Cin, but that's not a sure win.
Three more Spies to try and trip and slip you up
Insert their names here, I would I would I would yeah.
Spies Eight Citizens, man.
Hahahahaha.
I wish you all could be Spies Eight Citizens.
"Burgifornia Gurls"
Gertrude feat. Rude Dogg (and Claude)
2010 Heavenandhell Records.
/Bow.
