Another cool move From head to toe These thoughts could blow out an airbag Another cool move My name is backlash I can't remember the flashback A burned out contrast Black is the bomblast To be skinned out
Another cool move No move at all I'm linking along that jingling song And i sing this jingled song, too
No cunning, wispy hair And no smiles cut to the cake pan I want it kept simple I want it as black as white can be I want it to be caught Put up on the spot I shouldn't ever fit In the slot that well
Another cool move No thinking time It's just a reach out to me and mine And those eyes, it's hard to make them lay Artsy pate, oh no!
No thinking at all I'm just floating on the route of a changed man No cunning, wispy hair No kyle's cut to the cake pan
