Got an aura like a neon sign (Buzz) And charisma that you can't get free online I'm doin' well, afraid my brain is losin' cells Need to quit the booze and abusing my self health The world is on fire, but fuck would you care I got stuff to do there Trim my brows, cut my pube hairs Ain't nothing new here, what the fuck a New Year? Oo yeah Well is it hot enough for yah? (Yeahh) All the people getting shot enough for yah? (Yeahh) What about stuff? (Yeahh) Have they got enough for yah? (Yeahhhh) You don't have to work, your jobs been gone away with automated Not your daddy, just some dude yah mama dated With the long awaited song that's on your playlist Y'all acting like clowns to me (Haw-hee) And if I acted like that I would slap the crap out of me Y'all acting like clowns to me (Haw-hee) And if I acted like that I would slap the crap out of me The world is ill, we need some Lauryn Hill, sit on the floor and chill Wake up and smell the orange peels Used to think it would get better, now I'm not sure it will, I just keep playing with my balls like a performance seal Freeze my brain for thousands of years Buried in the zip-lock, in the mountains of beers Punch myself in the face, shout in the mirror Really, just hope it sounded sincere Well can you walk on water? (Yeahh) Will you make bricks spread? (Yeahh) Can you put a little bullet? (Yeahh) Through that trick stick head? (Yeahhh) It's a damn mess, so the kids take Xanax We analyzed and ran tests Depressed? Yes! I guess But we know more, and understand less Y'all acting like clowns to me (Haw-hee) And if I acted like that I would slap the crap out of me Y'all acting like clowns to me (Haw-hee) And if I acted like that I would slap the crap out of me Don't try to butter me up With all that brotherly love, and motherly stuff We are utterly fucked Convert your money into drugs And sharpen your cutlery up The rich got condos on the moon's dark side And swimming pools, malls and amusement park rides While we just get drunk in the parking lot and start fights Y'all acting like clowns to me (Haw-hee) And if I acted like that I would slap the crap out of me Y'all acting like clowns to me (Haw-hee) And if I acted like that I would slap the crap out of me Y'all acting like clowns to me (Haw-hee) And if I acted like that I would slap the crap out of me Y'all acting like clowns to me (Haw-hee) And if I acted like that I would slap the crap out of me
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