Radio Replica
DREGG
GENRE I guess no one fucks with my metaphors anymore
You just want me to spit shit and keep it raw
DREGGmusic pumping through the stereo
A voice for the kids who jump the train everywhere they go
Somebody call the PC police
Cause DREGGmusic just stepped up in the studio bitch
We’re insane, fuck the fame
Not here for personal gain
Here to call you fuckers out that keep on acting the same
I’m like Durst but I’m living in a faster lane
Like Malakian I do it for my family name
So stick the Pfizer in my veins and get me back on the stage
I’ve got the confidence to make my dreams reality
I guess no one fucks with my metaphors anymore
You just want me to spit shit and keep it raw
DREGGmusic pumping through the stereo
A voice for the kids who jump the train everywhere they go
I see you right up the front
Last week you writing us off
You say you’re digging the new shit?
Yo quit kissing my butt
I met you way more than once but you would just shrug me off
But now you’re sucking my dick man and licking my nuts
I’ve got a bodyboard bag like Schapelle Corby
Don’t have time for a motherfucking Harvey Normie
You’ve got a problem with me? I’ve got a problem with you
Yo, your shit’s like a window man
I can see straight through, ew
I’m just a little irregular
I promise I’m not gonna be another radio replica
I’m just a little irregular
I’ll be a weirdo forever
I guess no one fucks with my metaphors anymore
You just want me to say the shit you all say behind closed doors
You just want me to spit shit and keep it raw
DREGGmusic pumping through the stereo
A voice for the kids who jump the train everywhere they go
Somebody call the PC police
Cause DREGGmusic just stepped up in the studio bitch
We’re insane, fuck the fame
Not here for personal gain
Here to call you fuckers out that keep on acting the same
I’m like Durst but I’m living in a faster lane
Like Malakian I do it for my family name
So stick the Pfizer in my veins and get me back on the stage
I’ve got the confidence to make my dreams reality
I guess no one fucks with my metaphors anymore
You just want me to spit shit and keep it raw
DREGGmusic pumping through the stereo
A voice for the kids who jump the train everywhere they go
I see you right up the front
Last week you writing us off
You say you’re digging the new shit?
Yo quit kissing my butt
I met you way more than once but you would just shrug me off
But now you’re sucking my dick man and licking my nuts
I’ve got a bodyboard bag like Schapelle Corby
Don’t have time for a motherfucking Harvey Normie
You’ve got a problem with me? I’ve got a problem with you
Yo, your shit’s like a window man
I can see straight through, ew
I’m just a little irregular
I promise I’m not gonna be another radio replica
I’m just a little irregular
I’ll be a weirdo forever
I guess no one fucks with my metaphors anymore
You just want me to say the shit you all say behind closed doors
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