Kicks歌词
My kicks
My kicks
My kicks
That's how I get my kicks
Handprints in the concrete
They run, they run, like
Young birds with the red cheeks
Always
Barefoot on the sea glass
Sharp ones, sharp ones, they
Don't learn when they cut class
What's dust to you is gold to me
(Gold to me)
But we're just different books to read
Where every single chapter
Is another cliffhanger
Oh your thrills ain't my thrills
They ain't chasing the bills
I just made a beat that sick
When my thoughts turn to rhyme
Yeah, goosebumps never lie
You might not get down to this but
That's how I get my kicks
Aaaaaah (my kicks)
Aaaaaah (my kicks)
Aaaaaah, yeah oh
That's how I get my kicks
Ten miles on the converse
They'd see, they'd see, that
Flip side got its own verse
Yeah your
Mainstream runs against mine
But we, but we, still
Nods head at the same time
What's dust to you is gold to me
(Gold to me)
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