Tabby Nordeast Lyrics


Nordeast by Tabby

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
If a tree falls in the forest by no man
Does it make a sound only 90's kids will understand? (dang deep)
Asterisk, hit the blunt, shift 8, dankest meme
Lamest beef brung to me? Gang way, I'm swinging cleaves
Capers on my bagel? (gross)
Haze plumes from doobie
Blowing shapes for YouTube done got you famous? (woah)
Dick floating while I write this, epsom soak
To rid skin of Simple Simon saliva
Whiter than pigeon shit
Sticking to his script. The MacGyver of lyrics;
Rhyme a paper clip taped to Bic
Dipwads dangled by ankles, drop your two cents
"Thank you bitch!"
Spark with Mary in mangers, the savior take the greatest hits
I buy 'em on vinyl and break 'em to spite God
Got him lobbing that lightning, dodge him doing the Dougie
Quick bust a nut in the nunnery like
Some priests when the youngins weep. Yo
Tongue and cheek? Totally
Locate Kony and bring him in only one trip with groceries
You know it's me

[Hook]
I'm rad dude. Spit up rhythms like bad food
Ya'll compliment fishing with whack hooks
Dip lickity-split, do a dab. Ooooh, kill 'em!
Midwesterner rap proves a shift in the image of crackers
Kick up them signature Vans, Dan
Got liquor and greens to attract you
I'm rad dude. Spit up rhythms like bad food
Ya'll compliment fishing with whack hooks
Dip lickity-split, do a dab. Ooooh, kill 'em!
Midwesterner rap proves a shift in the image of crackers
Kick up them signature Vans, Dan
Got liquor and greens to attract you

[Verse 2]
Six Nordeast before me. Piss-poor peeps performing
Mistaken for Pinkman, ya'll pass as Nick Nolte
Gut guppies opposing, exposing components
Stiffed, short a few organs: aortas, cajones (your balls)
"Lol, heart my haters!"
Cool! I remember 6th grade with them bracelets too
Ya'll like, "Hello fellow kids! I'm so relatable
So hip with hip-hop, hips got stainless tool
Nymphs for days, they drool for my crazy jewels!"
But I ain't falling for a fake, pay too
Close attention to what makes you you
One sitting, albums finished?
Don't revise the hype, Jack!
If pastor used adlibs, that Bible go thrice plat
Rivals benign, I'm making doctors break ice bad
Keep stroking that ego with weak flows Popeye ass
I'm Charlie in jean shorts beating rats. Deep throat me
This White Trash! (x4)

[Hook]
I'm rad dude. Spit up rhythms like bad food
Ya'll compliment fishing with whack hooks
Dip lickity-split, do a dab. Ooooh, kill 'em!
Midwesterner rap proves a shift in the image of crackers
Kick up them signature Vans, Dan
Got liquor and greens to attract you
I'm rad dude. Spit up rhythms like bad food
Ya'll compliment fishing with whack hooks
Dip lickity-split, do a dab. Ooooh, kill 'em!
Midwesterner rap proves a shift in the image of crackers
Kick up them signature Vans, Dan
Got liquor and greens to attract you

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