Daniel Radcliffe - Alphabet Aerobic | Текст песни

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Now it's time for our wrap up
Let's give it everything we've got.
Ready? Begin

Artificial,amateurs, aren't at all amazing
Analytically, I assault, animate things

Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding

Casually create catastrophes, casualties
Cancelling cats got their canopies collapsing

Detonate a dime of dank daily doin dough
Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low

Eatin other editors with each and every energetic
Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette

Furious fat fabolous fantastic
Flurries of funk felt feeding the fantastic

Gift got great global goods gone glorious
Getting godly in his game with the goriest

Hit em high, hella height, historical
Hey holocaust hints hear 'em holler at your homeboy

Imitators idolize, I intimidate
In a instant, I'll in a irate state

Juiced on my jams like jheri curls jockin joints
Justly, it's just me, writing my journals

Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on
Karate kick type brits in my kingdom

Let me live a long live, lyrically lessons is
Learned lame louses just lose to my livery

My mind makes marvelous moves, masses
Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered

Nap knowing I'm nice naturally
Knack, never lack, make noise nationally

Opperation, opposition, off, not optional,
Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals

Perfectes poem, powerful punchlines
Pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime

Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quannum
Quarrels ain't got a quarter of what we got uh

Really raw raps, raising up rapidly
Riding the rushing radioactivity

Super scientifical sound search sought
Silencing super fire saps that are soft

Talens ten time talented, too tough
Take that,challengers,get a tune up

Universal, unique untouched
Unadulterated, the raw uncut

Verb vice lord victorious valid
Violate vibes that are vain make em vanished

Well would a wise wordsmith just
Weaving up words weeded up, I'm a workshit

Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra large
X-height letters, and my xylophone tones

Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yaws
Yesterday's lawn yards sell our yawn?

Zig zag zombies, zooming to the zenith
Zero in zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme ZEA-LOTS!