Weirdo Song Lyrics

Quarashi

Quarashi Jinx cover art
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Get back the fact is that their giving me slack cause I'm the
prophet of naught and the gospel aphrodisiac. Give me
sorrow, I break it into love. You gotta follow, I'm holding our
people above. No time to wait there's the gate proceed.
I've got what you want and I've got what you need. I'm your
musical instrument the public embarrassment, the hand
around your neck and your money unspent.

They call me mister boombastic fantastic. Don't do nothing
drastic you spastic, cause I bomb the mic like a fascist. I'm
not even from America and I bury ya. Light in a coffin as to
not to worry ya. Bury ya make you bounce like a berry ya'll.
Make you giddy in you stomach like your sisters are ba ra
bop. And now you met your match as I drain out your power
and make you stop like a Seiko sports watch.

Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Stick 'Em Up
  • 2 Mr. Jinx
  • 3 Baseline
  • 4 Malone Lives
  • 5 Tarfur
  • 6 Copycat
  • 7 Transparent Parents
  • 8 Weirdo
  • 9 Xeneizes
  • 10 Fuck You Puto
  • 11 Dive In
  • 12 Bless


  • credits


    publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    writers: Hussi Olafsson, Omar Orn Hauksson, Solvi Blondal
    album: Track 8 in album Jinx
    release date: 2002-4-9
    popularity : 74 users have visited this page.
    genres: Electronic Hip Hop Rock
    styles: Alternative Rock
    length: 3:39

    Album Information

    label: Columbia
    country(area): Canada
    format: CD
    script: Latin