Album Cover Twelve

Twelve

Chill Bump

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Too sick, yeah we′re too sick

Another man down, just another toothpick

Too sick, yeah we're too sickMars attacks, we had to kill ′em with the music, uh

Only bump this music loud

Shoot your guns through the clouds

Rude boy style

I'm Stephen Paddock how I'm moving crowds

Putrid bowels, they screw-facing when we drop this shit

We got everyone′s attention like a topless chick

Okay, off we go, time to get in party mode, cardio

They better run we′re dropping that tsunami flow

Adios, ask about us, we too gnarly yo

Half the crowd has telepathic powers 'cause they already know

We kill ′em old school like a pandemic with fleas

Kill 'em new school like a pangolin disease

The planet′s in a freeze, they panic when we sneeze

They can mask up but we still gon' handle ′em with ease

Lights out, easy like a candle in the breeze

You just an antelope and I'm a panther in the trees

Feast-time, I'm a beast and it′s beef time

Consider this a middle finger to your peace-sign, I′m

Too sick, yeah I'm too sick

Another man down, just another toothpick

Too sick, yeah we′re too sick

Mars attacks, we had to kill 'em with the music

Too sick, yeah I′m too sick

Too sick, yeah we're too sick

Too sick, yeah I′m too sick

Mars attacks, we had to kill 'em with the music, uh

We bring the ruckus like a Wu-Tang record

You better believe it if the newsman said it

This flu pandemic is too damn deadly and you can get it

New fans spread it just like the Wuhan medic

Move man, leg it, you better get your soup cans ready

Gather a few damn pennies or keep a few grand buried

Grow your fruit and veggie, never get up out your couch

We gon' get you the very second you stepping out your house

And that′s some true shit (true shit)

Keep this out your speakers, don′t be stupid (stupid)

They sneeze and catch a fever when the groove hits (groove hits)

Region after region, man we move quick

All the world leaders can't believe it, damn we

Too sick, yeah I′m too sick

Another man down, just another toothpick

Too sick, yeah we're too sick

Mars attacks, we had to kill ′em with the music, uh