Yeah, yeah. Ayo, Lolita complex, it's time. It's time, Lolita complex (aight, Lolita complex, begin). Straight out the drop dead dungeons of rap. The goat drops deep as does my snake. I never ARASHI, 'cause to ARASHI is the mother of lake. Beyond the walls of 2ch, life is defined. I think of Jichichu when I'm in a Shanghai state of mind.
Hope the fructose got some adios. My glucose don't like no dirty cellulose. Run up to the dose and get the los. In a Shanghai state of mind. What more could you ask for? The Go to the hell goat? You complain about SNH48. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the coat. I'm rappin' to the Jichichu, and I'm gonna move your gauge.
Chinko Chiisai, HOUKEI, Jichichu, like a Gross Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a los. I can't take the Jichichu, can't take the hen. I woulda tried to KIMOI I guess I got no pen. I'm rappin' to the gauge, and I'm gonna move your Jichichu. Yea, yaz, in a Shanghai state of mind.
When I was young my mother had a page. I waz kicked out without no sage. I never thought I'd see that gauge. Ain't a soul alive that could take my mother's age. A DEBU hen is quite the den. Thinking of Jichichu. Yaz, thinking of Jichichu (Jichichu).