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Sidekick Lyrics by Beefy

With Sprinkles

2010

[Verse 1]
Ready for whatever no matter what the scenario
So here we go, rescue the girl of my brother Mario
Can't control his woman so she's always darting off
Too busy playing golf, maybe my older brother is soft
But yo I've been his partner since the days of Atari
Up until the planet surfing, that's a whole other story
Well we in, breaking locks, busting blocks for the fire
Kicking rocks, taking shots, till the goombas admire
And yo man I'm Italian so no calling me esay
Comprende? But I've been known to look good in verde
Better say a prayer, I'm the Hammer Brother slayer
And the first can't control me, I'm a whole other player
Don't ask to drive the kart cause we be off in a dash
But if ya ask me nicely you can have a ride on the mustache
I'm a working plumber, rock the overall fashion
Excuse me, ghosts I gotta bust in my mansion

[Chorus]
You could call me psychic
You think think that I'm a sidekick
But I'm the one who's really in charge
Please don't think that I'm playing
If ya know what I'm saying
Stomp ya', smash ya', or put you behind bars

You could call me psychic
You think think that I'm a sidekick
But I'm the one who's really in charge
Please don't think that I'm playing
If ya know what I'm saying
Stomp ya', smash ya', or put you behind bars

[Verse 2]
Second little sidekick got two tails to boot
Complicated mutilated but I keep it so cute
You can call me Tails cause I like it ironic
Got gin and tonic and some chronic cause I'm chiller than Sonic
So he can run in circles and all over the place
But I'm a flyer I get higher than those monkeys in space
He can go without me I'll be there in a bit
To beat ya up Robotnic for the heinous crimes you commit
Take my little buddies and ya turn em into slaves
Turn em into robots or ya send em to their graves
Spin and when I hit ya make ya fly to the grandstand
Even take you on the court and beat ya down with my back hand
Be shocked if you saw all the chili dogs we devour
You can clone me, make 100 little Miles Prower
I'm all about the smiles and I'm good for some chuckles
But I'm tired, gonna bounce, you can hang out with Knuckles

[Chorus]
You could call me psychic
You think think that I'm a sidekick
But I'm the one who's really in charge
Please don't think that I'm playing
If ya know what I'm saying
Stomp ya', smash ya', or put you behind bars

You could call me psychic
You think think that I'm a sidekick
But I'm the one who's really in charge
Please don't think that I'm playing
If ya know what I'm saying
Stomp ya, smash ya, or put you behind bars

La de la de la de da
Running through the fi-e-a (fire)
Mission does requi-e-a (require)
Then that is my desi-e-a (desire)
Don't really mind that it's my job to get looked past
So long as I get to open up a cans of some whoop ass

La de la de la de da
Running through the fi-e-a (fire)
Mission does requi-e-a (require)
Then that is my desi-e-a (desire)
Don't really mind that it's my job to get looked past
So long as I get to open up a cans of some whoop ass

[Verse 3]
Put down your controllers cause it's time for a book
May be named after a bird but I'm the bane of a crook
Graduated, name change, or I was killed by a clown
Gymnastic boy detective yeah ya know I'm holding it down
Friends they call me Grayson, Penguin calls me a Dick
Campy 70s TV said I suit up on a stick, but
I'm out to get the man who murdered my folks
Took down Zucco now we chase the scary freak with the jokes
I'm a titan of a teen, so's the rest of my crew
Come and get us, when ya do we give it twice back to you
Yeah, I built my rep by the side of a dark knight
It's alright, could still take you all out in a bar fight
Dressed in red and yellow, not exactly covert
That's why you get double embarrassed when you're eating the dirt
Above you in the dark, couldn't see me with a high-beam
So when I come back to hit ya you'll be calling me the Nightwing

[Chorus]
You could call me psychic
You think think that I'm a sidekick
But I'm the one who's really in charge
Please don't think that I'm playing
If ya know what I'm saying
Stomp ya', smash ya', or put you behind bars

You could call me psychic
You think think that I'm a sidekick
But I'm the one who's really in charge
Please don't think that I'm playing
If ya know what I'm saying
Stomp ya', smash ya', or put you behind bars
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About “Sidekick” by Beefy

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"Sidekick" appears on "With Sprinkles" in 2010.

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