Lyrics RiFF RAFF – Obtuse Angle
Text:
Hook:
Yeah, yeah
I just wanna rock, at an angle
At an obtuse, calling at an obtuse
Gripping wood and grain
Hawking, hawking turning lanes
I just wanna rock, at an angle
At an obtuse, calling at an obtuse
I just wanna rock, at an angle
At an obtuse, calling at an obtuse
Verse 1:
Yo, still Statius, street sweep your surface, Sir, sergeant’s slider
No service cellphone worthless, I’m a purchase
Everything perfect, straw like salamander sandals, sandy serpent
4th down in 10 you get tackled, astroturf ribs
Grip, a chili fries deep sea, Kawasaki oil
And my blood’s gone boil, temperature rises might meet me
Outside the fire, lions, tigers
Swangin’ just like Mark McGwire, swang like Forest Whitaker
Hook
Verse 2:
Carpal tunnel cars and tunnels, the summer cold, tundra
Be prepared to bundle stomach crunches and lunges
Lunches and dungeons, thunder from down under, disgruntle
Longevity lunar eclipses, gypsy style travel
Trapezoid travel bags, terrified, tandems
Can’t fathom my feed on my python venomous
Venice the menace dimensions
Leave a lime of beans, the size of time machines
Made from carbon
Copy Swiss rockets, my pitches, side of lockets of necklace
Of orphans eating porridge outside of the queen’s fortress
Who can afford portions but refuse to purchase
Soul components for the young and unfortunate
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