Anacron – A Prototype Lyrics
It's a prototype
Garden Family Circle
And my DJ, Mr. Daze
Man, it's a Garden Family Circle
And Anacron feelin' to leave your blood curdled
The man is on like an R/C made by ?
Don't stand for long cause I hop, skip, and hurdle
We ? strong, Westernize Olympic verbals
I'd rather bomb right from ? to
The Amazon, fuck that sticky icky purple
And Gamma bomb, this is poppin' like a burble?
Retract a law?, niggas try to rap and gurgle
I'll slam a don if he's tuggin' at my shirttails
My grammar spawns ?
So ? unless you want to get some hurtful
I scare your John with a look that's makin' her feel
A panty pop between her legs when she like Erkel
I cram the wand in her crack like a gerbil
No pantaloons and her ? a walkin' Herschel
? Kennedy airport the turf will
Be ?, we'll be blazin' like fresh herbals
And ? will keep poppin' like a kernel
And slammin' on daily, just like a diurnal
A jamma gone, that's like ?
I bat a palm for rappers slower than a turtle
I am a don, cutest thing you've seen like Nermal
It's Anacron, underground, never commercial
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