Captive of the Sun (Chopped Not Slopped mix)
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DJ Candlestick
DJ
Chopped up and not slopped up
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy, candy, candy, candy
While I come down, down, down, down, down
While I come down candy, candy, candy, candy
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy, candy, candy, candy
While I come down, down, down, down, down
While I come down candy, candy, candy, candy
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
Riding through the city as I gets my Escalade
Riding through the city as I gets my Escalade
Flippin' down the streets that my reputation was made
Flippin' down the streets that my reputation was made
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
My misophonia brought the faders up now
She's a military grade and Dolby surround
My misophonia brought the faders up now
She's a military grade and Dolby surround
Around five point one
Cue the barking from the baritone conductor in the pit
For the car honk to it
Half tone harmony from the sewer
Half tone harmony from the sewer
Half tone harmony from the sewer
Rebel youth choir belt phrases even newer
Dump truck man drops a beat with trash cans
Call 9-1-1, we got therapy demand
Philharmonic got a first chair car crash
Aim the falsetto to smash the glass
The drive-by lullaby that couldn't get worse
A melody abandoned in the key of New York
Where nothing comes after
I'm a pastime streamer hanging from the rafters
I don't get out, I don't have fun
Living like a captive of the sun
So I gotta put my shades on
Riding through the city as I gets my Escalade on
So I gotta put my shades on
Riding through the city as I gets my Escalade on
So I gotta put my shades on
Riding through the city as I gets my Escalade on
Flippin' down the streets that my reputation was made on
King of the city, the method to put a parade on
King of the city, the method to put a parade on
King of the city, the method to put a parade on
Public confetti from off the rooftops
While I come down candy and let my roof drop
I got a daddy shotgun and a tube top
With some daisy dukes on and some tube socks
Listening to 2Pac
You ain't know I do rock records, I do it all
I got my hands in some cookie jars, you ain't knew at all
You ain't know I do rock records, I do it all
I got my hands in some cookie jars, you ain't knew at all
You ain't know I do rock records, I do it all
I got my hands in some cookie jars, you ain't knew at all
I took a chance and threw caution up in the wind
'Cause I got nothing to lose and something to win
We'll throw it up against the wall and see if it sticks
It'll end up being a bomb or being the shit
They say the fix was in, guess we'll know when it's done
Until then, we'll just be casters of the sun
A sight read the chart, clap the rocks in the sand
A tramp ass van on a pothole bandstand
A sight read the chart, clap the rocks in the sand
A tramp ass van on a pothole bandstand
A sight read the chart, clap the rocks in the sand
A tramp ass van on a pothole bandstand
An oil can hangover by default
Trucks pave the roads with amphetamine salt
Skull shaking cannons of the J-Train roll
Rhythm of defeat repeating like a poem
Marching on in static, lyrics shout a retort
A melody abandoned in the key of New York
Where nothing comes after
I'm a pastime streamer hanging from the rafters
I don't
Where nothing comes after
I'm a pastime streamer hanging from the rafters
I don't get out, I don't have fun
Living like a captive of the sun
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DJ Candlestick
Chopped up and not slopped up