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Your dirty Lugz
Like a black donation to the dragon on your tee
Give me
Your dirty Lugz
Like a black donation to the dragon on your tee
If you're afraid they might discover your backpack past
Start trap rapping, do a bunch of coke
Grow a handlebar, do some more coke
There are a hundred ways to cover your backpack past
Do some heroin, start a bunch of bands
Do some more coke and some more heroin
I know it's hard out there for a dinosaur
What you collect all those rare vinyls for?
Hall closet full of Timbs and Adidas stripes
When all you need's slim jeans and a cleat tonight
Cause you done seen the light and it's a new regime
And there's so much fresh shit in the music scene
And staying current means fuck what it used to be
And what you used to like cause you can choose tonight
Cause it's all today, it's such an awesome day
At least that's what the dolls and the bloggers say
And what the top forty jockeys have the callers say
Fuck a yesterday dog, throw it all away
And fuck a yes y'all, like your DJ spins links in your web crawlers
The Tumblr's called First Church of the Dead Baller
It's a dot net, is we hot yet?
JPEG banner is a platter full of hot sex
Write think pieces all about context
Write op-eds in a mock neck
Your favorite rap album hasn't even dropped yet
If you're afraid they might discover your backpack past
Yeah, you can do some R&B
There are a hundred ways to cover your backpack past
Yeah, just make it all about the boss at home
Yeah
You wear huge shirts, such big jeans
Try skinny ones, get a fitted tee
Mine's light wash plus I got 'em torn
It's street though, got boxers on
I done grown out of Gang Starr and Wu Tang
All the girls here only like Gucci Mane
I don't know him well, that's rare taste
You can ask him on dates but they all flake
That's cool though, they got stuff to do