Lyrics
Sports and leisure
Important people take a mold of my footprint
It doesn't match a single fauna
Track in your bookends
I fashion me a hoodie from
The head of a bushpig
Push the red button, I am back on my bullshit
Whether back row
Throwing Sno-Caps at the pulpit
Or backyard bat into the
Black of the solstice
Pulls rabbit's out a hat and
Turns brats into sculptures
Magi, mags to the roadwork
Ghost world PM, he a surgeon with the echo
Blindfolded, float around the Petco, perfecto
I'm sending out an SOS and
Training for the longest night
Or any situation where invaders may
Have clawed his eyes
Out, T-rex tooth necklace
Smells like Biofreeze and all day breakfast
Bass Pro base layer, pacemaker, cell phone
Med kit see you assholes in the tempest
Raised on 1010 WINS
On the ones every ten mins
Big League Chew and stupid pet tricks
Now I'm green vines up red brick
Climb 'til he pluck a
Supergiant out of Pegasus
Blow the house down easy peasy
It's the deacon of disaster pulling
Reefer out his beanie
Handwriting born of regional graffiti
Disobedient thereafter, kid it's
Veni, vidi, vici, yeah
Handwriting born of UFO sighting
I ain't down with jackin' styles
I'm jackin' clouds for silver linings
Listen, fams, to my advantage
Been abandoned law abiding i'm the baddest
I don't panic when the planets are colliding
Fresh start for the convict
No cost, come and get dipped in the solvent
Fabric of my tailor made garment
Torn sail, third rail, tail of a comet
Me and my counterpart
Come to put it down over the
Counter at your local mart
Take your pound of flesh
But keep from anything around the heart
'Fore I go kaput
I stomp a foot and split the ground apart
There is only one degree of certainty
You won't find me training
Using anything with circuitry
Far as Earth and outer space
I done a courtesy
And cased the whole place just
In case of emergency
Don't ask me why I'm actin' rougher, yo
I am not the one that killed the buffalo
Based on only optics
I could pop in and approximate a tub to soak
Based on only oxygen
I'm known to blow a cloud of smoke
I just rode in town a couple hours ago
Not too many and already
I done found the glow
Swam the fountain, vlimbed the holy mountain
Spent the pot of gold
And would have kept it low-key
But the homie asked me, "How'd it go?"
All day breakfast all day breakfast
All day breakfast all day breakfast
All day breakfast all day breakfast
All day breakfast all day breakfast
WRITERS
ANGEL DEL VILLAR II, IAN BAVITZ, JAMES SIMON
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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