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Hype Boys - Sway
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Everyone's a killer
That's not sensible and I can sense them all
That's why these rapers couldn't see me comin'
Even if they were vaginas with spectacles
And I've got the testicles to testify the truth
All of these rapers
Don't know any gangsters in the room
And they ain't never been to no pen
They just hose wide be it
I'm no gangster I'm just tellin' you the truth
But all of them being like
That's why that's why
Everybody keeps sayin'
'Have you heard of twinkies'
That guy that guy's here for the bang
And I've said why buy this
Fe fi fo
And I've said why buy this
Fe fi flo
Sway be from here to the cage
Want a bacardi and say
Gettin' over the excuse
I've sold an age
I didn't know it was the golden age
It was the golden age
That's the holden age
And be the holden age
And slew play
So people goin' to the new school
It's a place of voodoo
'Cause my control is like that
And plus the teachers are few
People down in England ain't all wild
But some places in Britain
Ain't the place to raise you're child
'Cause even the royal family ain't all smiles
'Cause everybody knows Harry
Don't look like Charles
See me
I've never been to court
And I've never been on trial boy
Never been to court even
Though I've been around boy
Wos that thing in you're hand put it down boy
'Cause y'know a kill all you're sound boy
Hype boys hype boys
Everyone's a mad man
Mike boys mike boys
Everyones a bad man
And the sound it goes
Ra tatatatatatatata
And the sound it goes
Ra tata banks banks
Hype boys hype boys
Everyone's a mad man
Mike boys mike boys
Everyones a bad man
And the sound it goes
Ra tatatatatatatata
And the sound it goes
Ra tata banks banks
Call this stronger than a duller
Holla sway I rather not play this game
Like a rubber without a rubber
And now I been around and I'm pro
But a couple of awards now round of applause
And now I'm makin' peas and I'm pleasin' my people
Not even a jeneroqoi hat could fit my ego
Enough of these rappers ain't real they just rappin' hype
Why you shoutin' all the time don't you have a mind
But it's all like
We ow we ow
Then it's all like
We ow we ow
Them boys talk to
We ow we ow
But they post like
We ow we ow
But they got no war time this rap thing is all mine
It will never be you're time it's always our time
And I'm a mall town so settle down boy
Before I make you look like something like a clown boy
Wos that thing in you're hand put it down boy
'Cause y'know a kill all you're sound boy
Hype boys hype boys
Everyone's a mad man
Mike boys mike boys
Everyones a bad man
And the sound it goes
Ra tatatatatatatata
And the sound it goes
Ra tata banks banks
Hype boys hype boys
Everyone's a mad man
Mike boys mike boys
Everyones a bad man
And the sound it goes
Ra tatatatatatatata
And the sound it goes
Ra tata banks banks
You're a liar 'cause if
You're reply is no then you're lyin' now
Because we livin' a lie and then
We're dying and then we're lyin' down
Look at my adams apple it's not that man it hurts
No no it's just the truth it's hard to swallow
And you can see that I'm an expert
So let let me elaborate as I navigate like a husky
But trust me the truth is I wouldn't even trust me
Many rely on religion that doesn't make sense
'Cause that's considered a sinner and
We don't know what it is or when it is
And it's just that we're different
Being a bad liar is like havin' a bad lawyer
As soon as they get to court
They get the sentence uffed up
A good liar's benevolent
With a memory like an elephant
Intelegent and knows exactly when to shhhhh
Lies spread around like viruses
So how can I survive in this
'Cause even the truth lies where in people's irises
So how can I resist I had
To lie to write this verse
But my talent for twisting words
Has me tired I'm a liars place
But they don't
Leave me alone
'Cause they gotta make money
Leave me alone
In a business matter you
Leave the phone
'Cause you lie to the people
Leave them alone
You're not a bad boy now I got a bad boy flow
'Cause when in Rome you do what the Romans do
Especially when old rose speaks to Rome
You need to stop pretendin' you make sense when still in boxes
'Cause you don't have a fan in you're bedroom
Wos that thing in you're hand put it down boy
'Cause y'know a kill all you're sound boy
Hype boys hype boys
Everyone's a mad man
Mike boys mike boys
Everyones a bad man
And the sound it goes
Ra tatatatatatatata
And the sound it goes
Ra tata banks banks
Hype boys hype boys
Everyone's a mad man
Mike boys mike boys
Everyones a bad man
And the sound it goes
Ra tatatatatatatata
And the sound it goes
Ra tata banks banks