Fade - Wednesday lyrics

[Intro] Knock, knock 'em out the park like it ain't no thing We knock 'em, knock 'em out the park like it ain't no thing Knock 'em, knock 'em out the park like it ain't no thing And it ain't no thing and we in full swing [Verse 1 - Green] I'm scalping the beat and peel it back - banana skin ("Enough of your shenanigans Flanigan" - FP ) Brandishing the mandolin the castle's made of sand I sqeeze a mandarins to fruit juice, new boots for the troops Laced with the fibers of the roots, ha ("Foundation, elevation and seasonal variations as to where to ring the gosh darn ba** in..." - FP ) Drop of that sun strikes straight to the core [?] That cure [?] That apple [?] Grapple with the paddle of the row boat Fending off the 'gators who encroach on the moat Got that pot full of Ox-Tail stew Rock with the crew Nowadays replace the co*ktails with brew Shoes, out there floating on the roof son Monologues hanging from the moon, ha, ha ha [Chorus] Break necks on a Wednesday.. (You're the pupil we're the sensei) We got a good thing.... going on [?] holdin' it down is all you can say [Verse 2 - FP] Nah, nah, nah it ain't no thing when we knock 'em out the ring ("Bar, bar, bar, bar whack sh**" - Green) Take me to your king (Ha) Stomp him in the you know wheres until it sting [?] sings like he's taken one to the chin of Peter Griffin ("Keep a, keep a, keep a Smith & Wesson [?]" - Green) Buckle up. Forced, you get sauced by my knuckle puck Tickle subtle chuckles with a figurine of pickle that resembles what your mother had for lunch ("Call it, call it, call it hunch" - Green) Pronunciation's not important Look at all the half retarded so called 'artists' Tossing golf balls forceful at a par-6 ("We 'bout to knock 'em out the park with the long.. " - Green) Bar structures Carrying all over the snares and nobody cares The [?] he shares is he means and what he really means to share is he cares and believes that you're weak in comparison You're staring at a veritable mix of George Harrison Woodie Harrelson and Gil Scott-Heron son Plus Harrison Ford and short carrying the weight of a garrison Of bad a** married men Hence forth.. [Chorus x2] [ FP] But on a Sunday murder with the feng shui Mundane cats get flattened by my Honda-y All the way from Calais down to Marseille Till the car breaks no tinny sound say Many clowns sprayed on my number plate [Green] Splatter, forging of the banger wielding Thor's hammer Bad mamma jamma made his man a** a grammar slanger Gamma ray beams hot See 'em flooding through the panorama [FP] South of France man crafting up an anthem Somebody gonna get hurt man call the ambulance In advance and start waving your hands Fam can't stand the stance that I am and I'm flanking Enemy who's banking to bury me but lacks plans [Green] These cats avoid us like the tax man [?] militants Simmering the [?] [?] of the deadliest of synonyms Venomous [?] when the cauldrons [?] Manifest the particle compulsion [FP] Let the mind state pulsate through your veins Before you dislocate your vertebrae [Chorus x2] It's so easy.... how we flip sh** baby It's so easy Like it ain't no thing It's so easy.... how we flip sh** baby It's so easy And it ain't no thing Knock, knock 'em out the park like it ain't no thing We knock 'em, knock 'em out the park like it ain't no thing Knock 'em, knock 'em out the park like it ain't no thing And it ain't no thing and we in full swing