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Get Off My Lawn Video (MV)




Performed By: Cryptic One
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Ian Goldberg




Cryptic One - Get Off My Lawn Lyrics
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Yo remember them songs with dope raps
I miss that and phones with no apps
And now we got news with no facts
And melting snow caps
And a growing class gap
You with me... then throw a slow clap
I miss sampling without the blow back
Head nods and toe taps
And rap with no trap
Celebs with no paps
Im talking razzi, not smear
You wont find no poppycock here
No kale flavored lolly pops dear
This shits gotta stop and its gotta stop here
Im not an asshole... its just how im drawn
Give me the finger if im wrong
Stomp on my grave when im gone
But first get these kids the f*ck of my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Yo remember when clubs were unsafe
But great like finding drum breaks
And when mixtapes were tapes
And backs break carrying wax plates in crates
You with me put your fist toward space
Another old man, old bones, old aches
Too proud to admit the mistakes
But not too proud to yell at these kids and their ways
Waste not want not when it comes to time
You get one life, I'm loving mine
But you trespass? It's a f*cking crime
And get your own lawn and stay off of mine
Im not an asshole... its just how im drawn
Give me the finger if im wrong
Stomp on my grave when im gone
But first get these kids the f*ck of my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
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English

Yo remember them songs with dope raps
I miss that and phones with no apps
And now we got news with no facts
And melting snow caps
And a growing class gap
You with me... then throw a slow clap
I miss sampling without the blow back
Head nods and toe taps
And rap with no trap
Celebs with no paps
Im talking razzi, not smear
You wont find no poppycock here
No kale flavored lolly pops dear
This shits gotta stop and its gotta stop here
Im not an asshole... its just how im drawn
Give me the finger if im wrong
Stomp on my grave when im gone
But first get these kids the f*ck of my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Yo remember when clubs were unsafe
But great like finding drum breaks
And when mixtapes were tapes
And backs break carrying wax plates in crates
You with me put your fist toward space
Another old man, old bones, old aches
Too proud to admit the mistakes
But not too proud to yell at these kids and their ways
Waste not want not when it comes to time
You get one life, I'm loving mine
But you trespass? It's a f*cking crime
And get your own lawn and stay off of mine
Im not an asshole... its just how im drawn
Give me the finger if im wrong
Stomp on my grave when im gone
But first get these kids the f*ck of my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
Get the f*ck off my lawn
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Writer: Ian Goldberg
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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