mic check world cup

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My turn on the mic, check one-two, Clay on the boots but the white tee new. Hot week grind, still came through, Going to the top with a sky-blue view. Clay on the boots, white tee still clean, I be in the magazine, Charlie Sheen winning. Grinding, whip it off, blinding when I’m shining, Glaze on the cake when I’m climbing, like icing. Bounce like a bean, chill like ice cream, Say what I mean, yeah, I chase that green. Sun on my neck, but the fit still gleam, Bad week tried me, still kept my dream. My turn on the mic, check one-two, Clay on the boots but the white tee new. Hot week grind, still came through, Going to the top with a sky-blue view. Front page clean, back road living, Hot week sweat but the smile still grinning. Dirt on the path but the wheels still spinning, Big step now, feel the whole thing beginning. I’m going for the World Cup, big dream came through, Whole crowd bounce when I slide through. Going for the World Cup, no luck, just touch, Hot week grind, but I still don’t rush. Clay boots stomp when the bass go thump, White tee clean when I jump out the truck. Pop that trunk, let the bass get chunky, Tired feel drunk but I’m still not clumsy. Cut off smooth, no drama, no junkie, Lil bounce in my step, jumping bean funky. My turn, mic check, one-two, White tee clean, boots clay blue. Hot week, big dream, came through, Whole crowd bounce when I slide through.

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