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Monsters Ball

アーティスト:Hilltop Hoods  アルバム:The Hard Road 

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Verse 1 – Suffa You sound like a bitch man, Nymphos in your clip and disco riffs man, I'll tell you this, OK, it don't fit man, It's like OJ, little glove, big hand, Step to this I'll take your miss, make her twist and, Moan, like I fucked with the pitch man, This land where the bricks stand, On red sands, I spit grams of powdered Difflam, To ease your muscle pain, do the hustle, Came to tussle against the corporate gain man, Parcels move train to plane in the struggle, Markers give a claim to fame in the jungle, Street revolutionaries, we the evolutionary, Anomalies, but stupidly they try stopping me, That's only making me a martyr we, Like opiates in the vein, attack the arteries, Don't get smart with me; I got a heart in me, Like Pharlap, and gone so far raps now a part of me, I got camaraderie, the great unwashed, I got a heart in me that pump's straight up scotch, But crews still try to diss me, till I switch it on em, Like they try to diss Fats, till they see a picture of him, Big boys, aint small man, they tall and, Ugly, want to cut me come join and join the monsters ball man. Verse 2 – Pressure These are the last of days, a vast array, Of fake fucks up in a


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