Da Range
Da Range
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I’m a little bit deranged, admittedly,
Livin’ in a place where the land is unlimiting
No inhibiting, we da king, thank you for visiting
You can hate, but we ain’t listening
Boomtown overnight all because of hematite
Got a big appetite for a little dynamite
Blowin’ taconite sky high like a satellite
Ya know we outta sight, cool like frostbite
The Mesabi…like Wasabi
Spicin’ it up like Margot Robbie
Struttin’ into the lobby like Barbie
With an attitude like Tonya Harding
Got a bat swingin’ at your knees
Knock you down right off your feet
When you see big trucks like these
You’ll take a look and be like, “Jeez!”
Leavin’ you in a red cloud of dust
I’m at the wheel of a Greyhound bus
Bouncin’ up and down, boom or bust
Like an old boat, yeah, that’s Hull Rust
Located on the northern divide
Much more than just ore and besides
We’re bona fide, and this is where I reside
So, I took a moment and wrote an ode to reciteNow I found a place I’m proud ofEven when people complain and get me wound upToo cold? Then go and turn the sound upToo hot? Then get outta the saunaIron mines and pine treesI earn (iron) my living to buy thesePorketta, potica, and pastiesAll the foods that we stuff in our bellies
To be frank, we’re here to stayLegendary in the USATake cover, we’re making the earth shakeSo put the important China (imported China) awayHere we are on Da Range, a little bit derangedCity-iots (idiots) got me in a fit of rageBeware, cuz in this dojo, I’m the senseiStill, I feel like throwin’ you in a snowbankMinnesota…just like I told yaSo sick, been hit wit’ pneumoniaMakin’ moves imposin’, (posing) like yogaForce to reckon with, like YodaYou’re so cool, that’s true, but waitHold on, let me eat another piece of cakeThen I’ma sit on you like a two-ton weightYou da 6-1-2? We da 2-1-8!
_____________________________________________________Da RangeHotdish Hans
Livin’ in a place where the land is unlimiting
No inhibiting, we da king, thank you for visiting
You can hate, but we ain’t listening
Boomtown overnight all because of hematite
Got a big appetite for a little dynamite
Blowin’ taconite sky high like a satellite
Ya know we outta sight, cool like frostbite
The Mesabi…like Wasabi
Spicin’ it up like Margot Robbie
Struttin’ into the lobby like Barbie
With an attitude like Tonya Harding
Got a bat swingin’ at your knees
Knock you down right off your feet
When you see big trucks like these
You’ll take a look and be like, “Jeez!”
Leavin’ you in a red cloud of dust
I’m at the wheel of a Greyhound bus
Bouncin’ up and down, boom or bust
Like an old boat, yeah, that’s Hull Rust
Located on the northern divide
Much more than just ore and besides
We’re bona fide, and this is where I reside
So, I took a moment and wrote an ode to reciteNow I found a place I’m proud ofEven when people complain and get me wound upToo cold? Then go and turn the sound upToo hot? Then get outta the saunaIron mines and pine treesI earn (iron) my living to buy thesePorketta, potica, and pastiesAll the foods that we stuff in our bellies
To be frank, we’re here to stayLegendary in the USATake cover, we’re making the earth shakeSo put the important China (imported China) awayHere we are on Da Range, a little bit derangedCity-iots (idiots) got me in a fit of rageBeware, cuz in this dojo, I’m the senseiStill, I feel like throwin’ you in a snowbankMinnesota…just like I told yaSo sick, been hit wit’ pneumoniaMakin’ moves imposin’, (posing) like yogaForce to reckon with, like YodaYou’re so cool, that’s true, but waitHold on, let me eat another piece of cakeThen I’ma sit on you like a two-ton weightYou da 6-1-2? We da 2-1-8!
_____________________________________________________Da RangeHotdish Hans
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