Soooo, Chloe is SICK. Haha.
Like, so sick she doesn't even realize it. Keeps puttin' herself down.
Help me prove her wrong and subscribe to her!
http://www.youtube.com/user/TheMusicalAmbition
FREE MP3!
http://limelinx.com/files/925c5bf876c83a0648a9628db70648ea
:DD
LYRICS FOR MY PART:
They say I'm SICK, it's like I'm HACKIN' and I'm COUGHIN',
but I tell 'em that my rappin' never stoppin'
'till they pack me in a coffin and send the boy off,
kill my voicebox or my passion is forgotten.
If you hear that we ain't awesome then you misheard.
And I know you got some PROBLEMS like a MIDTERM,
so they get UNDER YOUR SKIN like it's INGROWN
but tonight we're gonna give you 2012 syndrome!
Get'cha hands up to the heavens.
Better crank ya amps up to eleven.
All my ladies in the house let'cha hair down,
go nuts, so what, we don't care now.
All my fellas throw ya coats and your ties off,
the end is gettin' real close on ya life's clock.
Keep on rockin' it, bump this sound,
'till the day the apocolypse comes around.
Cuz life ain't fair but we don't quite care.
We're here, just mimickin' this COLD night air
cuz we CHILLIN', feelin' so on top of the world
got the math nerds hangin' with the popular girls.
Got the punk rockers feelin' my flow,
A-students that were studyin' a minute ago
are lettin' go. Random and so chaotic,
it's Chloe and Rantsom, you know we got it.
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