Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Row Row , by - Sibot. Song from the album Throw Away, in the genre Release date: 11.07.2012
Record label: sSHADOWORKSs
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Row Row , by - Sibot. Song from the album Throw Away, in the genre Row Row |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Always on my G like I’m trying to push packs |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Pass on to actually put you in lose spots |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Always on my G like I’m trying to push packs |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Pass on to actually put you in lose spots |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Always on my G like I’m trying to push packs |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Pass on to actually put you in lose spots |
| Chlorine be the origin |
| Conspiracy superlative |
| Keep it under wraps |
| I ain’t got no more love to give |
| Birds on a wire |
| I’m on my Snuffleupagus |
| Pain is life, so you can hold the suffrage |
| You are just a customer, cussing and getting custy |
| Get off me, Cody |
| Space is my origin |
| So’s the swag surfing on a dolphin’s dorsal fin |
| Time’s moving fast, so you gotta put your order in |
| Side by minute the slaughter that move these men |
| Make you further realize the story you have been caught up in |
| Jammed in the nether with conflict with no coda-pin |
| Rise to the occasion of lust and these voices sing: |
| Cape Town to Brooklyn, NYC, we buy things |
| Side hooks to betas, I, watch how you handle swing |
| Space is the place, so we always stay ahead of things |
| Time travelers, space men: you can kiss my pinky ring |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Always on my G like I’m trying to push packs |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Pass on to actually put you in lose spots |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Always on my G like I’m trying to push packs |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Pass on to actually put you in lose spots |
| Space is the place |
| Words are my mellow, my ace |
| Free world, free base |
| Spit the conflict dead in your face |
| Just for a laugh |
| Like holy matrimony |
| Either that or beef rigatoni |
| Take your pick |
| The world with the plastic fist |
| Revolution, channel six |
| Four clips back and chips |
| Thanks for the sentiment |
| I’m out for the coldables |
| So you can hold the notable |
| Eyes wide shut |
| Loose when you snooze, no squints |
| You might get some dirt on your lens |
| I drop gems for the mainframe, space’s aim |
| Big guns like Yosemite |
| I got the recipe |
| For the remedy you strategize too tenderly to be |
| Take it seriously |
| Space is the place |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Always on my G like I’m trying to push packs |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Always on my G like I’m trying to push packs |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Pass on to actually (?) |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Always on my G like I’m trying to push packs |
| Two steps forward, six steps back |
| Pass on to actually (?) |