amphibamine from jazzpunk by sunnymingo

a part is watching fockers asking what did bobby do
yes, sir I can boogie jamming to baccara tunes
end of the night the doors closing i searching for you
im left crawling through the dunes
I might end up as food
pon dinner plate
the words I cant articulate
are the ones that will let me out the grasp
of the monster that was waiting late
wake up in the street in a haze
I was just given 31 days
i’m out stranded in maze
its sounding like a quantt favorite
testing something we some rats that master all the traps
going crazy throwing pages with my foil hat
shocking the metallica when it all fades to black
rip to mac how the faces overlap

off to tatooine I’m flying around in spaceships
feel like the submarine the life aquatic spacious
living with some cats
a house that many lives have layed in
i’m getting pushed out the door

got the knowledge from bobby move forth by any means
drive around for people and my whip looking cheddar cheese
move around too much I can’t keep it clean
i adjust my mirrors and it’s only me

a part is watching fockers asking what did bobby do
yes, sir I can boogie jamming to baccara tunes
end of the night the doors closing i searching for you
im left crawling through the dunes
I might end up as food



to catch a thief everything that kid doing wild
projection piece don’t try to convert me to harry styles
its one direction press V and glide
i move in mind
you wont know how smooth
how do I do what I do when I need it

can’t get past the exterminator beat it
the beast grows and multiplies as you feed
swinging at the monster and burns as you bleed it
you won’t know it when we in the prestige

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Rock
• Soul
• abstract hip-hop
• ambient
• noise