Текст (слова) песни: Tomahawk - Jockstrap

Jockstrap. You rap.
G-string. I sing.
Jockstrap. You rap.
G-string. I sing.
Step right up, place your bet
Steeplechase, notice me
I need skin for dancin in
Youre riding on the tail of a son of a bitch
High in the saddle
Make my backbone itch
And my tongue will train ya
Like a lash from a whip
Im here, take a bow
And my tongue will feed ya
Like a lash from a whip
And ill give you cuts
I wont need you to spit
And if you cant touch my cradle
How do you win?
Because baby, no ones shamed particularly
I dont beat you
But you can stop spreading horse shit
Cause Im here to take your fall
I need skin for dancin in
I know, stop me
Send in the show
I came sharp, clean, smoking
I need you to
Watch me, watch them, watch the future
Cause I wont hold your pan for you
I pull (teeth?), pull with your might
Im back, push that geezer for me
Cant you
Cant you level with him?
Catch me
Behind the scene
Hello, youre nice
Better delays
To laugh the days
Know what?
Youre riding on the tail of a son of a bitch
High in the saddle
Ive got the hard-on itch
And Ill buck you off my trailor hitch
And Ill break your fall
Jockstrap. You rap.
G-string. I sing.
Youre riding on the tail of a son of a bitch
High in the saddle
Make my backbone itch
And Ill buck you off my trailor hitch
And Im here to break your fall
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