Sweatshop Union - Space Bears lyrics

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Sweatshop Union - Space Bears lyrics

(Intro) Space age 2 Pac, hair like Chewbacca Time travel in the house, coat and tube socks Tight dyke t-shirt, astronaut headdress Super human, super power, Joe yes yes (Hook x2) Tight dyke t-shirt, astronaut headdress Super human, super power, Joe yes yes Tight dyke t-shirt, astronaut headdress Super human, super power, Joe yes yes (Verse) Bout to lock and load and lock and shot across the globe Boom rock, rockin on my motherf**in comino Taco truck, co*k it up and stick him with that sloppy Joe Jilly G’s, really D? Did you hoe? Rock and roll Roll up in the city, cries the land though sponsored links Captain of the star bus, pilot, commando Big boom, rocket man, rocket launcher, it’s Rambo Blast off, back drop, pay for that bag though Why thank you, I could blame a f**in bear blue Zamboo, by the way, why grimy over shampoo Chanelling my plantoon, living like in cancoon Martian dead, party space jam up in the sandals Even when it’s way past the curfew Tell em watch you want, we make em bounce like a prom do Fly like a bird do, fall like a whirpool Chirp chirp, dirty world, and yall got the bird flu (Hook x2) Tight dyke t-shirt, astronaut headdress Super human, super power, Joe yes yes Tight dyke t-shirt, astronaut headdress Super human, super power, Joe yes yes (Verse) Mostly ice water from the valley of the Jeep beach Audio buffalo rallying the J&B So cold heart to leave Cali in a deep freeze Flow blazing arrow, panic in yo street team Never signed a treaty so don’t speak softly Never ever ever let a devil sweet talk me Yes, you’re now f**in with the one Walkin through the storm, gay, puffin on blunt Pa** it to the next guy, open only his left eye Don’t go chase waterfalls, septry, exile Year of the dragon, better than ever now Belly full of fire, definitely let it out When in doubt get smarter, we bang in yo speaker The college is invisible, the gang is so leisure Bloody white t-shirt, Genghis Khan headdress Rose water cucumber, motherf**in dead fresh