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Lyrics
We made it to Brooklyn!
Ssssshhhhhhh!!!!
We made it to Brooklyn!
Sssshhhhhhhh!!!!
We rhymed, and we stole
We all like David Grohl
It's NOT a golden calf
Instead, a brass monkey
What do you think is on my fist B?
I am a monkey
You are a monkey
Ooohh
Ooohh
Aahhh
Aahhh
Ooohh
Ooohh
AAHH
AAHH
My gal still shakes her head
She gets funky like I said
I female monkey gets more krunk
As far as I go, I still get drunk
Roadie as I am
Still connected to some random band
When we get to Brooklyn, we sleep
As far as I can tell you
Both my bike and girl were stolen
I'm playing NYC just so we can spin records
Turn them golden
Midas touch
Out of touch
Without any sleep
You need a crutch
Burnt out on Texas Holdem
We do NOT talk shit when we sleep
The bus is just a rental
But our gold records are for keeps
Beat Mike D with a dust swiffer
He forgets who he is and becomes a non tipper
The rest of us could get no sicker
It was time to get ill, yet we bicker
Yet with our wigs on, we look weird
We learned to land a show
As far as I know
We could rock you off the stage
Like a wizard can take the bus and steer
My lizard brain keeps me insane
The dust bunnies must be smoked again
Some of this is tragic
The rest of it is magical
A rap battle it may be
Cause we can perform better than your mom
The road is open as one can see
This is NOT Speed. There is NO bomb
But Keanu Reeves can ride along
If he brings that smack, Rob Zombie doled out
We will, but Keanu Reeves can ride along
Can take off our shoes
Rock with the soles out
We made it to Brooklyn!
Sssshhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
Details
GeneratedOct 10, 2025
Duration2:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, hip hop, trap, glitch, glitch hop, rock, hard rock
Credits
Prompt by
G3isKey
G3isKeyModelAria v4
