"Supernatural" lyrics

"Supernatural"

Life is loud in The Big Apple
So many fishes in the tank
Somebody [?] a miniature rainbow

Supernatural fake
Secret history in an underwater cave
Supernatural fake
You don't like it, hit me with a rake

A Russian girl walks up to me
Asks for directions to the burger store
While she was talking on her cell phone
[?] Double H or 007 before

Supernatural fake
A secret history in an underground lake
Supernatural fake
You don't like it, you can hit me with a rake
A supernatural fake
A supernatural fake
A secret history in an underground lake
Oh yeah
Baby come on
Motherfucka
Baby come on

Life is loud in The Big Apple
So many fishes in the tank
Somebody [?] a miniature rainbow
Shoot it out of the [?] blank space

Supernatural fake
A secret history in an underground lake
A supernatural fake
If you don't like it, you can hit me with a rake
Supernatural fake
A supernatural fake
A supernatural fake
If you don't like it, hit me with a rake
Hit me with a rake
Hit me with a rake
Hit me with a rake
Hit me with a rake
Hit me with a motherfucking rake
Hit me whenever
Hit me with a rake


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