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Pocari Sweat Lyrics


Boba Boyz Pocari Sweat

[Mr. Sky]
Top to bottom we gotta win
Full circle we going in
Catch us down at the arcade
Were so self made we got golden skin
People need to stop listening
They're just standing there eyes glistened
The f..ck out of our business though
You're annoying kid yeah you need to go
Got a thousand credits gonna spend it all on this new game from Tokyo
Got all the time in the damn world
Successful N.E.E.T.S. in the bed curled
Drank too much boba damn nearly hurled
We are the squad catch us going hard on your college campus f..cking up the quad (fucking up the quad)

[Ren]
Ain't the ace but i'm the king
Got a problem catch fade in the ring
Stole your chick twice with just a bowl of rice
I be unstoppable
You be predictable
I be straight McPurping
With this dick your girl be slurping all your verses in a citation
So stand there in admiration
Your hairline is an abomination
This song here is your cremation
I value your endevour
But you can't step before the emperor
You be a fake ass substitute bow-down bitch before the absolute
SWERVE!

[B.Nasty]
Lying and deceiving is what i do
Living my life like kaiki deishu
Just like lightning i'm quick to the fightning
And just like thunder i hit hard like a hunter
When i go beast mode you better hide in a bunker
Cause i blow up like a spirit bomb
Always reppin Vultron (Vultron)
A silent kill like the seven swords of the mist
When you see me you know you're next on the list
I don't ill i just kill only do it for thrills
Taking out all the foes like i'm taking out all the hoes
Rap vill(an) with no feeling can't stop the killing come straight from the ceiling
A message from god word be bond
Got this sick ass rap just for ya'll

[Mr. Sky]
I look nice
But it comes with a price
Niggas be jealous cause my (a)fro's fuller than your fat ass stomach after a bowl of rice
Squaring up for these sick bars they'll drop so hard that shit leaves scars
You will react to my rhyme attack yeah you try to run you won't get far
You Showing up on my radar i'll blow you out with that nadar
This tracks explosive
I'll get compulsive
So futuristic got lasers
I probably should put down the damn caffeine
Got me throwing out lyrics like a damn machine
Say i'm not clean
Boy i'll get mean
I'll steal your fame like a damn fiend
You needa realize that the damn prize isn't in disguise it's in front of ya eyes
Now back down
Where's the damn crown
I'll take it now, why you gotta frown?
I'm done with you
Get up out my face
Go and tell your group you're a damn disgrace
The Boba Boyz playing you like toys
I see your face filling with regret
Your tears taste like Pocari Sweat


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