The card drops deep as does my arm.
I never Tolerate, 'cause to Tolerate is the Kane of firearm.
Beyond the walls of leaves, life is defined.
I think of terminal when I'm in a San Jose state of mind.
Hope Kane got some charm.
My firearm don't like no dirty harm.
Run up to the disarm and get the AHL farm.
In a San Jose state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The careless vax card?
You complain about contract.
I gotta like it though - somebody still speaks for the disregard.
Am I'm rappin' to the hard,
And I'm gonna move your needle.
Wasteful, reckless, rude, like a Covid case
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a fake.
I can't take the contract, can't take the vax.
I woulda tried to fail I guess Kane got no tax.
I'm rappin' to the card,
And I'm gonna move you hard.
Yea, yaz, in a San Jose state of mind.
When I was young my Kane had a regard.
waz kicked out without no guard.
I never thought I'd see that canard.
Ain't a soul alive that could take Kane's disregard.
An inconsiderate health is quite the wealth.
Thinking of terminal, in a San Jose State of Mind....
Deep.
Well now we have an interlude for our album.
For our first song we have those lyrics so far.
Novak with no vax,
As Brown leaves town,
Evander gets rejected,
Everyone's a clown.
But it is what it is.
Evander, Brown and Novik.
Here a dick, there a dick, everywhere a dick.
If its a dick you want, baby, just take your pick.
There's no more touchdowns,
No Serbians, only Czechs,
There's no more wristshots,
And nobody's getting checks.
But it is what it is.
Evander, Brown and Novik.
Here a dick, there a dick, everywhere a dick.
If its a dick you want, baby, just take your pick.
So we need a third verse and ending.
And then the interlude.
Then specific songs about those three dudes.
I feel it people. This will be a hit.