Dark City Woes

Woah
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Get back
It's that woe
Car crash
Whiplash this that woe
Think fast, big bags
This that woe
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Its that woe
Woe
Woe, Woe, Woe
Its that woe
Woe
Woe, Woe, Woe
It's that

I make her skut like woah
My bitch body goals
She could centrefold
I'm who she sins for
Says I'm the one
Like decimals
Smoke strong
Like Mr. Incredible
Popping up big
While you rappers stay minimal
Reach your hand in get burnt
I done seen Ironman get hurt
Even though they say
It's family first
I'll help koppel mense
That helped me put in work
Push my audio to the streets
You can't help but feel
The jerk
A man never amounts
Up to what he earned
But rather to what
He learns

See these ouens here are fake
They gon' get rocked like Dwayne
Boxed in like David Blaine
I come from the dirt like David Spade
Do this shit
Til' they know
My name
Til they all say
I run this game
I don't give credit
Unless I get paid
Didn't lay my foundation
To build your name
I don't get even
I take advantage
I don't ask permission
I'm just a savage
We just dekcuf
No need for language
I don't just go in
I do damage
I'm hands on
Like can you manage
The shit we do
You don't do on average
Streets gave us wounds
You can't bandage
Fuck Iggy
This the new classic

Balls too big
For your girl to juggle
I could show her
My worlds a jungle
To get this data
You don't need a bundle
I'm Cassper Nyovest
While acting humble
Rappers over the top
Like Royal Rumble
Heads respect me
Like I'm their Uncle
You say she's wet
But I left a puddle
She let down her hair
I don't believe
In Rapunzel

Woah
Ouens stiek uit
With that click clack
Get back
It's that woe
Car crash
Whiplash this that woe
Think fast, big bags
This that woe
Ouens stiek uit
With that click clack
Get back

Its that woe
Woe
Woe, Woe, Woe
Its that woe
Woe
Woe, Woe, Woe
It's that

Woahly Moaly
My nigga you woe
For the chopper like Kobe
I promise you brodee
I'm owning this year
And this year aint the only
No tailing me with
Or without a blindfold
Napoleon on my shit
Plant the explosions
I'm dropping my bombs
In a ocean
And making a tidal wave
Poseidon says
Smile for the posters
Titels af
In jou mag
Is where gon feel it
When we blow up
Cause in these streets
Where the kids grow up
They get to see Jesus
Sooner than they want
So 2021 my toilet
And the kak gon spat
If bloods thicker than water
We still sorted
And we nat

We got
Woes on woes on
Woe, Woe, Woe
Make you strip dance
In the snow in the North Pole
Get you FOMO like ET
When you phone home
More fire than the holes
Burning in the Ozone
I'm hot, woe, woe, woe
It's gon stay that way
Like a plug and a play
Like a butt in the bin
Like a Ag in the game
Like Sir Kir
And the julle manskap at the end
I'm