#MC2wcba #MC2wcb #MC2wc #MC2we 🔊| Tяąƈƙ: 💪🏽W͜͡e͜͡ C͜͡o͜͡u͜͡l͜͡d͜͡ B͜͡e͜͡ A͜͡N͜͡Y͜͡T͜͡H͜͡i͜͡N͜͡G͜͡!͜͡🤳🏻 🎬| ᑭཞơɖųƈɛཞ: 🦠 @COVID19 💽| ᗩℓცųɱ:🔐 [ Tяı×-Tѧƿє ] 👤| ᗩятιѕт: 🇦🇫[Ⓜ️©️2️⃣]🇺🇸 @MC2squareD 💻| ᒪıŋƙʂ: ⛓ www.VeteransProductions.com 😇👮🏻‍♀️👨🏾‍🏫•{Wє CȏȗʟԀ Bɛ Aŋყɬɧıŋɠ}•👨🏻‍🎓👩🏾‍🏫😈 ||—\/—\/—\\//—\/—\/—\\//—\/—\/—\\//—\/—\/—|| |•;________[🈯️[•~{V̥ͦE̥ͦR̥ͦS̥ͦE̥ͦ}((1))~•]🈯️]________;•| |•🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠•| |•*.;🕰 (0:00 - 0:54) 🕰 -|-🈯️[ᐯEᖇᔕE1️⃣]🈯️:;*•| 𝘊𝘖𝘝𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 / 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 outta the 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳 / See it spraying keep it playing capesh? ya/ Better know now how to hold yours down/ Ten toes to the ground, like the nose of a hound/ Sniff sniff whats this, what aroma wow/ Take a whiff as I drift like a stonely cloud/ making bliss as I drift and I flows around / With a spit so sick its corona bound/ Although it’s not a game ya know/ No tic tac toe, slang an x and go/ so, We gotta get down and dirty ya heard me I sent a wordy birdy early this morning before my terdy/ Whoa whoa, it’s not a race space face/ Take a nice slow pace so to hold your place / Never mind that hit the gas no trace imma blast in a dash swerving till I go straight/ Out the gate, all or nothing, no we don’t wait / Our fate, isn’t coming if we show late/ Go get it go getter, never has there ever been a better chance for getting cheddar plans advanced / You can do anything with a lotta work / Boohoo, “But Im bringing but a tittles worth / Put ya fiddle to the griddle don’t quibble now/ Malcolm in the middle with his widdle finger flipping out |•🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠•| |•;__________❤️{§~•{H๏๏ḳ}•~§}((1))❤️________;•| |:.*•|⏰(0:55-1:11)⏰-|-❤️§~H๏๏ḳ~§1️⃣❤️:’*•| |•❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️•| We could be... we could be, anything... / We could be... We could be anything... |•❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️•| |•;_________[🈯️[•~{V̥ͦE̥ͦR̥ͦS̥ͦE̥ͦ}((2))~•]🈯️]_________;•| |•🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠•| |•*.”:🕰 (1:11 - 2:01) 🕰 -|-🈯️[ᐯEᖇᔕE2️⃣]🈯️;”.*•| Why am I always coming with the jibberish / fluttering my liver-lips running to deliver this / hocus pocus vocal diarrhea / oh shit just focus don’t sit by the ether tho/ its still pouring steady out the speaker/ where Covi tore a leak when he unleashed the feature/ he barley sleeps like a Preacher holy man heat seeker / reaching through the streets rolling deeper than a sea creature/ Hey yo Jacque Custeua pleased to meet ya / The Ocean Own Star below Lights and Leisure /down undertow there was no greater teacher / heavy working, steady searching, you know man finders keepers / n did I mention his invention to breathe? / which Succeeded with a little more attention to D / Detail, he prevailed, even through the tooth and nail / never bailed, raised sails kept it moving to the hills/ Yeah keep it moving through the gills/ Keep on shooting for the thrills/ Keep improving ya skills, strong will, no pills no screwing around now / Your cruising for a booming / proven cause ya brusiened/ smoozing so soothing / confusing with ya voodoo whatever it is that you do/ brew up a few tools / to go up into that pretty little head with the screw loose |•🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠•| |•;___________❤️{§~•{H๏๏ḳ}•~§}((2))❤️________;•| |:’•|⏰(2:01-2:17)⏰-|-❤️§~H๏๏ḳ~§1️⃣❤️:’;”.*•| |•❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️•| We could be... we could be, anything... / We could be... We could be anything... / |•❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️•| |•;________[🈯️[•~{V̥ͦE̥ͦR̥ͦS̥ͦE̥ͦ}((3))~•]🈯️]________;•| |•🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠•| |•*.”;🕰 (2:17 - 3:07) 🕰 -|-🈯️[ᐯEᖇᔕE3️⃣]🈯️:’:•| Yes indeed we aughta be, anything n everything that we wanna be, so smoke your marajuana, drink your gin and tonic, sing a sonnet while ya flaunt it wit a bonnet on top to honor the/ Lost souls who don’t glow no more, had enough packed up long ago for sure/ They Hit the road jack, never intending a go back, just shredded it forgetting the whole act fact/ Or fiction their affliction was a mission More Stricken for forgetting why they started fricken spitting for/ So pay attention cause times have changed ya bottom dollar won’t supply enough dimes to rain/ On your parade or Ya flowers either white powers evil let no one deceive ya /Think deep little sheep Bo Beeps the leader of a dirty klan klux, koo koo n eager/ Full of sheep who suck, n pretend they tough/ In the land of free where ya need them bucks/ But if we stand up and demand it stop/ and command that man has a plan up top/ for the land we’ve fought with the hands we’ve got /because we don’t want to hear what a man is or not / leave alone the chromosomes a ”Hir or Ze” we are only human but we could be |•🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠🦠•| |•;________ ❤️{§~•{H๏๏ḳ}•~§}((3))❤️________;•| |:’;”•⏰(3:07- 3:23)⏰-|-❤️§~H๏๏ḳ~§3️⃣❤️:’;•| |•❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️•| We could be... we could be, anything... / We could be... We could be anything... |•❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️•| 🖼 MC.Mona.Lisa:> But the black sheep’s matter /what the crap we had a /better chance to advance our stance on the latter/ if only these lonely ass cronies / croaked in a smoke envoked from being phonies <~€NⒹ~>