Harlem shakes

Up from the basement to my best friend's farm Where we'll work so hard, we can do no harm We'll till the land and duck our debts Underneath soft sun, chewing Nicorette This will be a better year This...

You say all these baggers are just sleight of the hand I can blow them once they'd scatter like sand And you treat me like some young Italian Kissing napes of necks while I steal medallions Crash my...

Yeah yeah yeah yeah every kingdom came Steve, believe I still got game Wanna sing you songs so plain That you'll go un-half-insane And I know I'm just a singer But I feel it in my fingers There are...