The Dapper کے بول

Sapient: Our nails are all clean No more work on the farm We’ve grown sophisticated And we’ve worked on our charm You boss me around You’re under dirt in my yard We assemble calmly Torches burn in the dark Chorus: The Dapper Mob Death before bedragglement Lets make today our holiday, behead some kings Lets make today our holiday, behead some kings Sapient: A refined sense of cool Born of the essence of madness Cut clean to manipulate the impressionable savage My squad will stomp you with excellent manners Offer you your last words cause etiquette matters Chorus Sapient: If you’ve heard the word, then we’ve dealt with it So delicate spotless elegance I paint the town red, then get no blood on my slacks This money don’t make itself so I don’t fucking relax Oh be good or I’ll be in the shadows, With a baseball bat, (with a baseball bat) Oh be good or I’ll be in the shadows, With a baseball bat, (with a baseball bat)