Hope you guys enjoy. Lyrics and vocals by me, music by Alex Gunderson aka Sad Hobo Clown.
I can't think of anything else to say... uh... hope you guys enjoy.
Lyrics:
My socks smell rotten I got a little bit
Of rocks to sell and raps to peddle
Would you please smell my sales
I’ll spend my pedals and wilt away
‘Cause I won’t settle
I’m a boojwah white slacker straight up all dopin’
Never worked a day in my life, but I’m hopin’
For a little cred from rhymin’ swingin’ hand jestures
Steal genre from blacks like my ancestors.
No big deal about this nothin’
Don’t shout me creative, I’m just pushin’ buttons
The genius you claim is just product of motivation
By organs inflamed without hesitation
There is no God or Hellfire flames just chemical reactions
Sustained in an overbloated brain.
I’m toasted to gain a stroke for my ego.
This is just a game we playin’ no credo
Send me a text this test is enforced by
A cluttery mess, wall fans and broke sex
The room’s so hot, there’s no sheets on the bed
bend my head to scream to no god and fear death
Too much motion in my brain means compulsions
Compulsively putting more coffee in the potion
The motivation it makes puts my nerves at stake
But I feel the effect is worth it at this rate
X-rated is the fate of anything I make
‘Cause my soul was damned comin’ out the womb cage
Turn the page, shock amazed at the result of male gaze
intellectualized but smut still slays
Lusty brain burnin’ at the sight of cleavage
This busty lass has my lazer eyes beamin’
I didn’t invite the stomach butterflies
That drift to my spine at the fault of my eyes
If I could help it, I’d squelch it but the effect is still felted
I punish myself and get mentally belted
This town is crazy with makeup and falsies
I’m faulted for having a cock and two ballsies
The literal is pitiful. You’ve got my brain warped cynical
I’m trying to verbalize this lyrical.
Lackadaisical is how my mind plays the fool
Reality is heavier than it used to
Be
Wait and see your mind is wasted on this melody
I can't think of anything else to say... uh... hope you guys enjoy.
Lyrics:
My socks smell rotten I got a little bit
Of rocks to sell and raps to peddle
Would you please smell my sales
I’ll spend my pedals and wilt away
‘Cause I won’t settle
I’m a boojwah white slacker straight up all dopin’
Never worked a day in my life, but I’m hopin’
For a little cred from rhymin’ swingin’ hand jestures
Steal genre from blacks like my ancestors.
No big deal about this nothin’
Don’t shout me creative, I’m just pushin’ buttons
The genius you claim is just product of motivation
By organs inflamed without hesitation
There is no God or Hellfire flames just chemical reactions
Sustained in an overbloated brain.
I’m toasted to gain a stroke for my ego.
This is just a game we playin’ no credo
Send me a text this test is enforced by
A cluttery mess, wall fans and broke sex
The room’s so hot, there’s no sheets on the bed
bend my head to scream to no god and fear death
Too much motion in my brain means compulsions
Compulsively putting more coffee in the potion
The motivation it makes puts my nerves at stake
But I feel the effect is worth it at this rate
X-rated is the fate of anything I make
‘Cause my soul was damned comin’ out the womb cage
Turn the page, shock amazed at the result of male gaze
intellectualized but smut still slays
Lusty brain burnin’ at the sight of cleavage
This busty lass has my lazer eyes beamin’
I didn’t invite the stomach butterflies
That drift to my spine at the fault of my eyes
If I could help it, I’d squelch it but the effect is still felted
I punish myself and get mentally belted
This town is crazy with makeup and falsies
I’m faulted for having a cock and two ballsies
The literal is pitiful. You’ve got my brain warped cynical
I’m trying to verbalize this lyrical.
Lackadaisical is how my mind plays the fool
Reality is heavier than it used to
Be
Wait and see your mind is wasted on this melody
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