Jockstrap — текст песни (Tomahawk)

Jockstrap. You rap.
G-string. I sing.
Jockstrap. You rap.
G-string. I sing.
Step right up, place your bet
Steeplechase, notice me
I need skin for dancin` in
You`re riding on the tail of a son of a bitch
High in the saddle
Make my backbone itch
And my tongue will train ya
Like a lash from a whip
I`m here, take a bow
And my tongue will feed ya
Like a lash from a whip
And i`ll give you cuts
I won`t need you to spit
And if you can`t touch my cradle
How do you win?
Because baby, no one`s shamed particularly
I dont beat you
But you can stop spreading horse shit
`Cause I`m here to take your fall
I need skin for dancin` in
I know, stop me
Send in the show
I came sharp, clean, smoking
I need you to
Watch me, watch them, watch the future
`Cause I won`t hold your pan for you
I pull (teeth?), pull with your might
I`m back, push that geezer for me
Can`t you
Can`t you level with him?
Catch me
Behind the scene
Hello, you`re nice
Better delays
To laugh the days
Know what?
You`re riding on the tail of a son of a bitch
High in the saddle
I`ve got the hard-on itch
And I`ll buck you off my trailor hitch
And I`ll break your fall
Jockstrap. You rap.
G-string. I sing.
You`re riding on the tail of a son of a bitch
High in the saddle
Make my backbone itch
And I`ll buck you off my trailor hitch
And I`m here to break your fall