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Molehills and Mountains (feat. Dazed Beathead Collective) Video (MV)






Boatskii - Molehills and Mountains (feat. Dazed Beathead Collective) Lyrics




Sunshine, ya we don't want none
Sublime, like a king cobra
Punchline, like we all sober
Fun times, we here it's over

We came from nothing, no one
Owe it all to the streets
Like a metaphor
We been makin dimes foldin' sheets
Kinda neat knowing where the laundry goes when it's beat
Cross the street up to Jimmy's place
Know what I mean?
Just a secret free trip courtesy of Ryan Seacrest
Keep fresh
Jedi brought the beat we in deep shit
And the force is with Kingmobb, magazine clip
We cryptographers of the crypt believe it

Subliminal hits with a criminal twist
They lookin like congenital twins
I'm the original sin
Gotta flip the wrist for the win
And I'm in it again
With a cinamon friend
The spice of life is in vitamin win
Riddlin' spin, crush it, sniff it, doesn't matter
As long as it's in, and as long as the blood splatters
Lives matter, so clattered we get caught up in the logistics
This quick, smooth brain never knew he was autistic

Sunshine, ya we don't want none
Sublime, like a king cobra
Punchline, like we all sober
Fun times, we here it's over
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Sunshine, ya we don't want none
Sublime, like a king cobra
Punchline, like we all sober
Fun times, we here it's over

We came from nothing, no one
Owe it all to the streets
Like a metaphor
We been makin dimes foldin' sheets
Kinda neat knowing where the laundry goes when it's beat
Cross the street up to Jimmy's place
Know what I mean?
Just a secret free trip courtesy of Ryan Seacrest
Keep fresh
Jedi brought the beat we in deep shit
And the force is with Kingmobb, magazine clip
We cryptographers of the crypt believe it

Subliminal hits with a criminal twist
They lookin like congenital twins
I'm the original sin
Gotta flip the wrist for the win
And I'm in it again
With a cinamon friend
The spice of life is in vitamin win
Riddlin' spin, crush it, sniff it, doesn't matter
As long as it's in, and as long as the blood splatters
Lives matter, so clattered we get caught up in the logistics
This quick, smooth brain never knew he was autistic

Sunshine, ya we don't want none
Sublime, like a king cobra
Punchline, like we all sober
Fun times, we here it's over
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Writer: Sebastian Haboczki
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