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instar Video (MV)




Performed By: Savan DePaul
Length: 1:40
Written by: Savan DePaul




Savan DePaul - instar Lyrics




My youngers getting older
My youngers getting wiser
My youngers getting bolder
My youngers soon gon rise up
My youngers getting older
My youngers getting wiser
My youngers getting bolder
My youngers soon gon rise up
My youngers getting older
My youngers getting wiser
My youngers getting bolder
My youngers soon gon rise up
My youngers getting older
My youngers getting wiser
My youngers getting bolder
My youngers soon gon rise up

Savan DePaul, but they'll label me something simpler
In the land of devils and modern day Sambo figures
Trapped in token lunacy, razorteeth sprouting in puberty
Suffered the wrath of a decade and a half of planet-inflicted goonery

Dickie beach blanket bonanza in far off tropical land
Lop off a hand
Or perhaps the rest of the limb
Deading your clique
Ahead with the scripts, get left in a ditch
Better tap to my metronome or you're thrown away
I'm flames like Notre Dame
Ayyyy
I'm a seasoned vet by now
I compete with the best right now
Make that beat in your chest ride out
Ay ay ay
Suid you get held up
The truffles, you've smelled 'nuff
I should make your snout welt up
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My youngers getting older
My youngers getting wiser
My youngers getting bolder
My youngers soon gon rise up
My youngers getting older
My youngers getting wiser
My youngers getting bolder
My youngers soon gon rise up
My youngers getting older
My youngers getting wiser
My youngers getting bolder
My youngers soon gon rise up
My youngers getting older
My youngers getting wiser
My youngers getting bolder
My youngers soon gon rise up

Savan DePaul, but they'll label me something simpler
In the land of devils and modern day Sambo figures
Trapped in token lunacy, razorteeth sprouting in puberty
Suffered the wrath of a decade and a half of planet-inflicted goonery

Dickie beach blanket bonanza in far off tropical land
Lop off a hand
Or perhaps the rest of the limb
Deading your clique
Ahead with the scripts, get left in a ditch
Better tap to my metronome or you're thrown away
I'm flames like Notre Dame
Ayyyy
I'm a seasoned vet by now
I compete with the best right now
Make that beat in your chest ride out
Ay ay ay
Suid you get held up
The truffles, you've smelled 'nuff
I should make your snout welt up
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Writer: Savan DePaul
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