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John Wick Video (MV)




Performed By: TiiinMan
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: TIN CHAI LAU




TiiinMan - John Wick Lyrics




Check my auditory scenery
Going through playlist merely low class
Trickery, test tube babies
Factory cookie cutting pastry, yea yea

Same product, different package
New market, music packet
Showcased in second language
I exist, they perish

I made the beat, I wrote the song, I mixed the track
Tin with 3 i's, becomes butterfly, in the sky
Like to get, high sometimes get
Too high

Write my lyrics like matrix
Mathematics, John Wick, murder triple six
High table shit, don't panic
Ill linguist verbal magic trick

Doing magic trick, yea
Doing magic trick, yea yea yea
Doing magic trick, yea
John Wick in matrix

Doing magic trick, yea
Doing magic trick, yea yea yea
Doing magic trick, yea
John Wick in matrix

Done with the bullshit
Pussy money and weed might just be all i need
F*ck your content, my intent, is to condemn
No body is making sense

Do some shit, for the kids
No, sugar coat, no PG, real world ice cold
Rotten compose, diary bottles, cooking oil
Mouse, jumping over curdled, puddle, yea

Tiiinman put shit in garbage can
Typical working citizen
World class bedroom producer
Everybody uncultured

Maybe ears got ruptured
Add some good old mad flavour
Greetings from podcast ville
I'm still, here rolling pizza dough, oh no

Doing magic trick, yea
Doing magic trick, yea yea yea
Doing magic trick, yea
John wick in matrix

Doing magic trick, yea
Doing magic trick, yea yea yea
Doing magic trick, yea
John wick in matrix

All am I'm tryna say, it's when, is my payday
Hard work put in should've gotten paid
People don't, make good, music no more
Got some bad, taste in, their core

Maybe that's why, some don't get, recognized
Channel my anger, put it on, spotify
Triple homicide, can't even justify
That signifies, I gotta kill, your mind

Killing you, won't, cut it
Dumb it down, for the slow minded
I switch flow like breeze in the cold
Snow flake, pattern, unpredictable

Got pushed down, when i was walking
Retaliate, when I am running
Unique style impeccable
Makes you adjust spectacles
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Check my auditory scenery
Going through playlist merely low class
Trickery, test tube babies
Factory cookie cutting pastry, yea yea

Same product, different package
New market, music packet
Showcased in second language
I exist, they perish

I made the beat, I wrote the song, I mixed the track
Tin with 3 i's, becomes butterfly, in the sky
Like to get, high sometimes get
Too high

Write my lyrics like matrix
Mathematics, John Wick, murder triple six
High table shit, don't panic
Ill linguist verbal magic trick

Doing magic trick, yea
Doing magic trick, yea yea yea
Doing magic trick, yea
John Wick in matrix

Doing magic trick, yea
Doing magic trick, yea yea yea
Doing magic trick, yea
John Wick in matrix

Done with the bullshit
Pussy money and weed might just be all i need
F*ck your content, my intent, is to condemn
No body is making sense

Do some shit, for the kids
No, sugar coat, no PG, real world ice cold
Rotten compose, diary bottles, cooking oil
Mouse, jumping over curdled, puddle, yea

Tiiinman put shit in garbage can
Typical working citizen
World class bedroom producer
Everybody uncultured

Maybe ears got ruptured
Add some good old mad flavour
Greetings from podcast ville
I'm still, here rolling pizza dough, oh no

Doing magic trick, yea
Doing magic trick, yea yea yea
Doing magic trick, yea
John wick in matrix

Doing magic trick, yea
Doing magic trick, yea yea yea
Doing magic trick, yea
John wick in matrix

All am I'm tryna say, it's when, is my payday
Hard work put in should've gotten paid
People don't, make good, music no more
Got some bad, taste in, their core

Maybe that's why, some don't get, recognized
Channel my anger, put it on, spotify
Triple homicide, can't even justify
That signifies, I gotta kill, your mind

Killing you, won't, cut it
Dumb it down, for the slow minded
I switch flow like breeze in the cold
Snow flake, pattern, unpredictable

Got pushed down, when i was walking
Retaliate, when I am running
Unique style impeccable
Makes you adjust spectacles
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Writer: TIN CHAI LAU
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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