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TOMM¥ €A$H – Guez Whoz Bak lyrics
[Intro]
Nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya nya
Nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya nya
Nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya nya
Nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
[Hook]
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
[Verse 1]
The year was grey, 1991
When Tommy got produced by some chemical waste and cum
Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan
I am married to those beats, wheres my number one fan
Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being
Can't cry, only hope. Can't smile, so I smoke
Without a wolfpack, a loner, my mood getting colder
I'm only 21 but my mind is older
Gonna live large, die young, most insane
This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain
[Hook]
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
[Verse 2]
Once upon a time not long ago
Came out white dynamite
You never heard of me before
I don't live by the gun
I live by the ton
Smoke all that shit flush it down with the rum
As I sit in my dark room
Make music like I'm dracula
Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula
I may be young but I'm definitely ready
These blue balls full of lyrics
I'm getting kind of heavy
So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse
Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse
As I come back straight with a combat
Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract
[Hook]
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
[Outro]
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy...
Nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya nya
Nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya nya
Nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya nya
Nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
Nya-nya nya-nya-nya
[Hook]
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
[Verse 1]
The year was grey, 1991
When Tommy got produced by some chemical waste and cum
Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan
I am married to those beats, wheres my number one fan
Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being
Can't cry, only hope. Can't smile, so I smoke
Without a wolfpack, a loner, my mood getting colder
I'm only 21 but my mind is older
Gonna live large, die young, most insane
This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain
[Hook]
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
[Verse 2]
Once upon a time not long ago
Came out white dynamite
You never heard of me before
I don't live by the gun
I live by the ton
Smoke all that shit flush it down with the rum
As I sit in my dark room
Make music like I'm dracula
Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula
I may be young but I'm definitely ready
These blue balls full of lyrics
I'm getting kind of heavy
So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse
Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse
As I come back straight with a combat
Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract
[Hook]
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big wide lips
[Outro]
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy...
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