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Click clack clakely do
Ru tu tu i do what I do
(Solo)
Click clack clakely do
Ru tu tu i do what I do
I speak what I speak
Strong fire burning week
Blazing ryme dropping every week
Whan I speak I speak and you listen
I'm strong your week seeking new peak
Making stake to bake this fast shake
Shaker whan I shook every word thay took
From my censored book ,so look, just wach
On your watch I'm not seeking much
I'm watching what you watch
Whan you walk making every bitch
To twich on your switch with new pitch
Becoming mister Mitch
Throne
Sorry bro but your just a joker
Your still small little mother fucker
But you will become bigger
Your on right track, us that tracker and don't slack , you think on rapid fire but wach your back , that will kick you fuck you up
If you slack that will break your back
So with big Mac don't slack and you will be fire showing your desire to make your fire
Deeper from desire making atire to become Mayer ,real slayer dark player shaker and real baker
Noubodey can hurt us
Make us to believe what we don't believe
We are not slave , pussy's or dick
Be brave , as me be prick be sick
On every click so tic tic tok
I shook what I woke broke what I seek
Do what I think so I can't sink
You can't destroy this fireaq
Inner Desire to make new fire
On 1 your son is jumping
On 2 he is flying
On 3 he is crying
On 4 smiling whan I'm rapping
on 5 he is loving my snapping
They are taking my rhyme to top
Flaying high so we can't drop
Make a flop or be in gallop
We are Brothers we are all kings and fathers
We are brothers
(Solo)
Click clack clakely do
Ru tu tu i do what I do
(Solo)
Elevation of my sensation is making your fashion to cash on what is off than breaking off
What is on so you won't be gone or done with
Big bone making new clone but text when your done ,pick that phone forget on clone
Blowjobing your bone let's make history's
Fcking bitches is our mistery not misery
We love missionary and everything frictionary
From dictionary book of how to shook
And break your back with our Big Mac
Big stack Glock on back your head on dick
Wile she suck making me slick tipper typer
Big D mother fucker becoming only darker and darker makeing every faker with fever
Dick sucker and smile bringer with our stinger
So he is singer to singing shooting his sling
Bang dang whan your tang is going away from my thung with my tumb I'm making gang bang with my slang I chanting like old Wang
With Mister Miagi and Big Mac kicking bang bang bang
So
(Solo)
Click clack clakely do
Ru tu tu i do what I do