lyrics
Yeah, so I got really high and I made this freestyle.
You guys should listen to it. COMIN THROUGH!
All over you like Hulkamania and what now
Let's go.
I got what it takes to rock the fiddy states
Goin all over the place cuz I'm so fucking tight
When I write, all the girls check me out tonight
Cuz I'm on this motherfuckin stage
Don't worry man, turn the page
Bob Sager, yeah, that's what I said
Man, this shit don't make no sense in my head
But I'm just sittin in this garage
All these dreams of mine, just like a mirage
I can't get to them, but I keep on goin
Keep on slidin, keep on flowin
Makin up words, on the spot
Just because. I can, it won't get caught
Well, maybe if I admit to it just like I just did.
Who gives a fuck man? I just did
Yeah. Oh Snapz. I think that's pretty good.
Well, maybe. Not too sure. Well let's keep going, a lil bit more.
On my pillows and my blanket
On my mattress on my floor. Fuck!
My pillow's fuckin dirty, I need to wash that motherfucker in a hurry
Oh yeah. Fuck weuh. I need some more beat to go to this track
Cuz I likin.. bat
oh shit.
Oh man, this is the worst freestyle in history and it's over. Awww
We'll hafta make a sequel. Bye!
credits
from
Jollimorecore,
track released June 1, 2012
Beat by Danger Aaron.
Mastering by TheLampedgod.
Lyrics by Mercer.
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