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My Mom Says I'm Cool

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1.
(HOOK) Sometimes I ain’t feeling low Said sometimes I ain’t feeling low (no) (x4) People change like the rate of my sadness I gotta take one step beyond all the madness Anything I gave to you, you can have it First there was love now the hate is automatic It’s tragic but you got just what you wanted You became a ghost while my nights became haunted Now I make toast to them times I was on it Maybe we were wrong and we should have stayed platonic To be honest I don’t think I gave you that option You didn’t wanna be my lil momma no adoption For a few months it was only you I was watching It’ll all be over and done by the time I drop this It’s ok cuz it was never your problem A summer thing you were here and gone before autumn I knew where we were headed not an unexpected feeling So this is what you meant when you said I needed healing It really do be like that sometimes Now I can’t even listen to slug no sunshine It’s all gravy I let you play me til it was done Enjoy the victory cuz girl you really won Tamed an impala but you couldn’t tame a bear And I know you’ll be happier for me you shouldn’t care But eventually I guess I will too But for now it’s strictly fuck the world and boo hoo The worst summer of my life so far Drove me away after so many nights up in a car I wanna forget you like my debit at the bar With a bond like ours well now look at where we are The cure and blink 182 up in the playlist I thought I had found the one this ain’t the matrix You told me to go with the flow I don’t obey shit I really hope you never ever ever fucking play this But what difference does it make You shook my world like eye contact in an earthquake Now shake it off you ain’t the cause of any of you pain It’s all the same up in my brain yeah I’m the one to blame Who am I kidding gassy gal it was fun I’ll take this L with a grain of salt and then I’ll run It’s better to know you some than know you none Predictable this I’ve done well this the last one cuuuuuuuuz (HOOK) So long summer (HOOK) Sometimes I ain’t feeling low Said sometimes I ain’t feeling low (no) (x4) People change like the rate of my sadness I gotta take one step beyond all the madness Anything I gave to you, you can have it First there was love now the hate is automatic It’s tragic but you got just what you wanted You became a ghost while my nights became haunted Now I make toast to them times I was on it Maybe we were wrong and we should have stayed platonic To be honest I don’t think I gave you that option You didn’t wanna be my lil momma no adoption For a few months it was only you I was watching It’ll all be over and done by the time I drop this It’s ok cuz it was never your problem A summer thing you were here and gone before autumn I knew where we were headed not an unexpected feeling So this is what you meant when you said I needed healing It really do be like that sometimes Now I can’t even listen to slug no sunshine It’s all gravy I let you play me til it was done Enjoy the victory cuz girl you really won Tamed an impala but you couldn’t tame a bear And I know you’ll be happier for me you shouldn’t care But eventually I guess I will too But for now it’s strictly fuck the world and boo hoo The worst summer of my life so far Drove me away after so many nights up in a car I wanna forget you like my debit at the bar With a bond like ours well now look at where we are The cure and blink 182 up in the playlist I thought I had found the one this ain’t the matrix You told me to go with the flow I don’t obey shit I really hope you never ever ever fucking play this But what difference does it make You shook my world like eye contact in an earthquake Now shake it off you ain’t the cause of any of you pain It’s all the same up in my brain yeah I’m the one to blame Who am I kidding gassy gal it was fun I’ll take this L with a grain of salt and then I’ll run It’s better to know you some than know you none Predictable this I’ve done well this the last one cuuuuuuuuz (HOOK)
2.
Them days them days It’s just one of the days (x8) Wait, before you come in here trippin You can’t be committing, you fit in or you get written up Like what the fuck I’m on another wave length No class can’t get my ass over the chain link But that’s a fat boys life You show up late every day your eyes red higher than a kite You might listen for a little listen for a lot You might even solve the riddle end up hating cops That’s alright though Cuz they’re people just like you and me So cut the bullshit out like it was truancy True indeed if I speak the truth it’s fluency Now step aside young buck as I influence the Entire state of hip hop I’m about to make this bitch pop You’re thinking I’m done well I think not I’m feeling myself tonight This shit don’t happen often You’re picking a fight Now pick a coffin Cuz although I want peace I can’t be afraid of the world Fear ain’t living it’s deceased So live it up Cuz we ought to have a ball If not for bad luck I’d have no luck at all On the bright side I was born Hispanic Respect we don’t ask Mexicans we demand it (x4) Lodi dodi We likes to party We don’t cause trouble We don’t bother nobody We just like to kickback Smoke a little herb At times I’m obscene Nothing that you’ve never heard (x2) On the bright side Them days them days It’s just one of the days (x8) Wait, before you come in here trippin You can’t be committing, you fit in or you get written up Like what the fuck I’m on another wave length No class can’t get my ass over the chain link But that’s a fat boys life You show up late every day your eyes red higher than a kite You might listen for a little listen for a lot You might even solve the riddle end up hating cops That’s alright though Cuz they’re people just like you and me So cut the bullshit out like it was truancy True indeed if I speak the truth it’s fluency Now step aside young buck as I influence the Entire state of hip hop I’m about to make this bitch pop You’re thinking I’m done well I think not I’m feeling myself tonight This shit don’t happen often You’re picking a fight Now pick a coffin Cuz although I want peace I can’t be afraid of the world Fear ain’t living it’s deceased So live it up Cuz we ought to have a ball If not for bad luck I’d have no luck at all On the bright side I was born Hispanic Respect we don’t ask Mexicans we demand it (x4) Lodi dodi We likes to party We don’t cause trouble We don’t bother nobody We just like to kickback Smoke a little herb At times I’m obscene Nothing that you’ve never heard (x2)
3.
Ugly Boy 02:31
This goes out to the ugly motha fuckas like me Only a face that a momma could love I got only a face that my momma could love Yeah yeah but that’s cool (x2) Cuz ugly boys need love too You’re describing your boo and you’re saying that he’s above who? Naw I don’t think so You gotta pace yourself babygirl you gotta drink slow Matter a fact rethink your whole verdict Well you’re a nice guy that shit yeah I heard it The ins and outs of the zone well I learned it I’m a bear and shes looking for hugs so I swerve quick Cuz I don’t wanna be there again I’m here to score tryna get to the top Yeah now I’m here to win As a lover she don’t see me that way And yeah it hurt but I’ve been feeling this since back in the day Ain’t nothing new another day in the life just like a rerun I even knew the single moment it had begun Tested the waters you know I had to fail For a second I forgot that they call me El Niño feo Damn, oh well Fuck it Cuz we don’t care no we don’t care Fuck it Nah nah nah Cuz we don’t care no we don’t care Fuck it Nah nah nah Cuz we don’t care no we don’t care Nah nah nah Cuz I don’t care no I don’t care Fuck it Ugly boy This goes out to the ugly motha fuckas like me Only a face that a momma could love I got only a face that my momma could love Yeah yeah but that’s cool (x2) Cuz ugly boys need love too You’re describing your boo and you’re saying that he’s above who? Naw I don’t think so You gotta pace yourself babygirl you gotta drink slow Matter a fact rethink your whole verdict Well you’re a nice guy that shit yeah I heard it The ins and outs of the zone well I learned it I’m a bear and shes looking for hugs so I swerve quick Cuz I don’t wanna be there again I’m here to score tryna get to the top Yeah now I’m here to win As a lover she don’t see me that way And yeah it hurt but I’ve been feeling this since back in the day Ain’t nothing new another day in the life just like a rerun I even knew the single moment it had begun Tested the waters you know I had to fail For a second I forgot that they call me El Niño feo Damn, oh well Fuck it Cuz we don’t care no we don’t care Fuck it Nah nah nah Cuz we don’t care no we don’t care Fuck it Nah nah nah Cuz we don’t care no we don’t care Nah nah nah Cuz I don’t care no I don’t care Fuck it
4.
All day every day sip Modelo Look at me through beer goggles I’m a swole fellow If it’s brown flush it down yellow let it mellow If you’re fucking with us you might hit the suelo But just pick it up We’re piling in a truck And sipping every single brew we don’t give a fuck Live fast die drunk fuck your momma All we do is spit on your face just like a lama So close your eyes open wide and taste saliva And next hand me a tostada a little jaiva Always on the street like I’m homeless Puking in a wing stop wings are boneless Please don’t call the cops yes I’m hopeless And I got a pimp limp but I’m hoeless Beer goggles All day every day sip Modelo Look at me through beer goggles I’m a swole fellow If it’s brown flush it down yellow let it mellow If you’re fucking with us you might hit the suelo But just pick it up We’re piling in a truck And sipping every single brew we don’t give a fuck Live fast die drunk fuck your momma All we do is spit on your face just like a lama So close your eyes open wide and taste saliva And next hand me a tostada a little jaiva Always on the street like I’m homeless Puking in a wing stop wings are boneless Please don’t call the cops yes I’m hopeless And I got a pimp limp but I’m hoeless
5.
Drunk Punk 02:16
It's 93 all the way to infinity Buzzin' and it's been a light year I hope they feelin' me But they don't they throwin' bricks through a window Casually catching casualties where the wind blows Cuz this house is too full Bob Sagget And this brew got me feelin' too cool brown bag it In skinny jeans gettin' no love like Billie Jean Maybe he's born with it, maybe it's OE We live fast die young to a slow beat At least an ear at the minimum you owe me IM A DRUNK PUNK (x4) If the kids were united they would never be divided From a spark to a flame we ignite it never hide it That's two things, both the weed and the passion Livin' in the city with no fear gimmie some action And yes it maybe true that I like to tackle words I also exterminate, Rusty Shackleford A special thanks to those in the background You can't see em' but they're great yeah i'm that proud Crack another brew, living life is what we do But what you lookin' around for they're ain't another you Or another me i'm never fly so ladies flee And even when I choose to bug they be like bitch please But that's cool i'm not lookin' for a scary hoe I met 909 of em' in Ontario Not Canada, you know i'm talkin' Cali So grab you 40oz you can meet us in the alley like, say what, say what, said i'm a drunk punk. Drunk punk It's 93 all the way to infinity Buzzin' and it's been a light year I hope they feelin' me But they don't they throwin' bricks through a window Casually catching casualties where the wind blows Cuz this house is too full Bob Sagget And this brew got me feelin' too cool brown bag it In skinny jeans gettin' no love like Billie Jean Maybe he's born with it, maybe it's OE We live fast die young to a slow beat At least an ear at the minimum you owe me IM A DRUNK PUNK (x4) If the kids were united they would never be divided From a spark to a flame we ignite it never hide it That's two things, both the weed and the passion Livin' in the city with no fear gimmie some action And yes it maybe true that I like to tackle words I also exterminate, Rusty Shackleford A special thanks to those in the background You can't see em' but they're great yeah i'm that proud Crack another brew, living life is what we do But what you lookin' around for they're ain't another you Or another me i'm never fly so ladies flee And even when I choose to bug they be like bitch please But that's cool i'm not lookin' for a scary hoe I met 909 of em' in Ontario Not Canada, you know i'm talkin' Cali So grab you 40oz you can meet us in the alley like, say what, say what, said i'm a drunk punk.
6.
In 93 born in Beverly Hills I got the boot and the rich are my enemies still In 03’ you found me in the 9 hundred and 9 That’s IE Cali I’ll say it hundreds of times But yo now it’s 2019 and I’m feeling the vibe With Marcus lee on the scene you know I keeps it live Not a surprise to anyone who knows us Cuz we provide the good that’s why they chose us Shout out to Esco for the lover soundtrack It’s coming out perfecto The west has got its sound back I know you’re feeling it but that ain’t the question Spark a blunt press record begin the session The weapon I choose to use a pen and paper If you snooze you lose dont holler at me later But really that’s a side not this is one to vibe to Just for today treat me as if I’m you A very difficult task to accomplish But we have the power remember we ain’t the Amish So hands up wave them up above Sending y’all some good vibes and some love West coast love It’s that west coast love Love, love It’s that west coast love West coast love In 93 born in Beverly Hills I got the boot and the rich are my enemies still In 03’ you found me in the 9 hundred and 9 That’s IE Cali I’ll say it hundreds of times But yo now it’s 2019 and I’m feeling the vibe With Marcus lee on the scene you know I keeps it live Not a surprise to anyone who knows us Cuz we provide the good that’s why they chose us Shout out to Esco for the lover soundtrack It’s coming out perfecto The west has got its sound back I know you’re feeling it but that ain’t the question Spark a blunt press record begin the session The weapon I choose to use a pen and paper If you snooze you lose dont holler at me later But really that’s a side not this is one to vibe to Just for today treat me as if I’m you A very difficult task to accomplish But we have the power remember we ain’t the Amish So hands up wave them up above Sending y’all some good vibes and some love West coast love It’s that west coast love Love, love It’s that west coast love
7.
Liquorice 01:58
Pour another cup grab another glass There’s way more is us than you’ve ever had in ya Whole squad platoon crew whatever In a rain dance mood I’ll change any weather However I stank foochie down to the socks we But I’m clever as ever The elements in September That’s minus one So you better run when the lions come If you’re tough try your bluff I ain’t trying em Sippin from glass, plastic, aluminum But plastic 40 ounces well that managed to ruin them Boppin through the town like a a war chief Stoppin not even now we need more leaf I said war chief really I meant war lord Leaving all your whores torn I’m summoned on a horse form A real chatter bot raised in the west coast All up in yo motha fuckin house like asbestos Lyrical liquorice solo when I drink a fifth Actually solo all the time come to think of it I’m antisocial but ain’t I vocal Corner me like a dog I’ll go postal Shout out to Vegas mans best friend Moody with the latest go and bang it again Feeling old school like I’m dust in the wind It’s a taladega night so I’m destined to win I never shake and bake but I like to wake n bake And I bang my head hard enough that I shake the flakes Who you wit? I’m feeling like a Mac Que the violin everybody that’s that Liquorice Pour another cup grab another glass There’s way more is us than you’ve ever had in ya Whole squad platoon crew whatever In a rain dance mood I’ll change any weather However I stank foochie down to the socks we But I’m clever as ever The elements in September That’s minus one So you better run when the lions come If you’re tough try your bluff I ain’t trying em Sippin from glass, plastic, aluminum But plastic 40 ounces well that managed to ruin them Boppin through the town like a a war chief Stoppin not even now we need more leaf I said war chief really I meant war lord Leaving all your whores torn I’m summoned on a horse form A real chatter bot raised in the west coast All up in yo motha fuckin house like asbestos Lyrical liquorice solo when I drink a fifth Actually solo all the time come to think of it I’m antisocial but ain’t I vocal Corner me like a dog I’ll go postal Shout out to Vegas mans best friend Moody with the latest go and bang it again Feeling old school like I’m dust in the wind It’s a taladega night so I’m destined to win I never shake and bake but I like to wake n bake And I bang my head hard enough that I shake the flakes Who you wit? I’m feeling like a Mac Que the violin everybody that’s that
8.
Spear It 02:34
I'm about to set it off like queen Latifah Hoping that these flows will reach ya Hi i'm moody nice to meet cha Cuz you don't know me man And that's a damn shame Rewind it back cuz now you know this mans name But you don't know the half So now you face my wrath Came as an enemy, bitch you picked the wrong path Under no circumstances do I give second chances I gotta keep my family tight just like the Mansons Kill em all off just for the hell of it When you hear me pop off you know I got hella wit And all the gang gang shit is not allowed Got a shot gun flow click clack blow I BEEN RAPPIN FOR DAYS AND DONT FORGET IT THAT BULLSHIT YOU SENDING MY WAY I AINT WIT IT I KNOW YOURE BOBBIN YOUR HEAD SO JUST ADMIT IT AND WHEN IM DEAD AND GONE YOULL BE ROCKIN WITH MY SPIRIT (x2) From punk rock to hip hop It don't stop until we reach the motha fuckin tip top It's 2016, complete annihilation No vacation, fuck masons We aint waiting, fuck patience Don't get mad just get glad You'll end up in a trash bag At a crash pad With a max pad And then i'll hash tag in loving memory It aint that mad just another enemy Now we're winding down to the finish line You came to the wrong place lookin for gimmick rhymes Day to day basis all I see are pennies And yo I hate to say this, RIP to Lemmy [HOOK] Spear it I'm about to set it off like queen Latifah Hoping that these flows will reach ya Hi i'm moody nice to meet cha Cuz you don't know me man And that's a damn shame Rewind it back cuz now you know this mans name But you don't know the half So now you face my wrath Came as an enemy, bitch you picked the wrong path Under no circumstances do I give second chances I gotta keep my family tight just like the Mansons Kill em all off just for the hell of it When you hear me pop off you know I got hella wit And all the gang gang shit is not allowed Got a shot gun flow click clack blow I BEEN RAPPIN FOR DAYS AND DONT FORGET IT THAT BULLSHIT YOU SENDING MY WAY I AINT WIT IT I KNOW YOURE BOBBIN YOUR HEAD SO JUST ADMIT IT AND WHEN IM DEAD AND GONE YOULL BE ROCKIN WITH MY SPIRIT (x2) From punk rock to hip hop It don't stop until we reach the motha fuckin tip top It's 2016, complete annihilation No vacation, fuck masons We aint waiting, fuck patience Don't get mad just get glad You'll end up in a trash bag At a crash pad With a max pad And then i'll hash tag in loving memory It aint that mad just another enemy Now we're winding down to the finish line You came to the wrong place lookin for gimmick rhymes Day to day basis all I see are pennies And yo I hate to say this, RIP to Lemmy [HOOK]
9.
You don’t always gotta make every moment count And good look tryna get me off this sofa now Cuz I’m a D R I motha fuckin couch slouch You can catch me talking shit chillin in the out house Throw on a record yo yeah play some creedence Clear water in the bong got ya boy extra heated So chillax as we relax and chill I’m Superbad at making sure the fucking booze don’t spill Unless it’s a colt 45 that’s a cult classic Used to craze over em back when I went bat shit Nowadays I gotta talent fueled by my passion Today is a lazy day motha fuck an action Raise the black flag for a tv party You’re thinking that I’m going to work I’m thinking hardly So kick your feet back up play this through your stereo Dozing off feeling this shit in Ontario Tick tockin it You don’t always gotta make every moment count And good look tryna get me off this sofa now Cuz I’m a D R I motha fuckin couch slouch You can catch me talking shit chillin in the out house Throw on a record yo yeah play some creedence Clear water in the bong got ya boy extra heated So chillax as we relax and chill I’m Superbad at making sure the fucking booze don’t spill Unless it’s a colt 45 that’s a cult classic Used to craze over em back when I went bat shit Nowadays I gotta talent fueled by my passion Today is a lazy day motha fuck an action Raise the black flag for a tv party You’re thinking that I’m going to work I’m thinking hardly So kick your feet back up play this through your stereo Dozing off feeling this shit in Ontario
10.
Said you don’t gotta go But you sure ain’t staying here Got me living in fear Like how the fuck did I get here One minute we at a show the next We up in a car trying our best To get to know eachother But on many different levels How the fuck was I supposed to know you were the devil Well not really but you had my mind in a daze Vibing in many ways and smoking plenty haze (That was for many days and many nights But it’s aight Cuz you don’t gotta go But you ain’t stayin here) Cuz it’ll never be the same We’ll be apart for long enough you won’t remember my name But this game is one that we all play And catching feelings ain’t cheap so we all pay The bill collector is officially coming a knockin I wonder if she misses me then rattle my noggin Cuz I’m my cranium she’s taking up too much space I changed the locks almost forgot this is my place It’s my mind It’s my soul It’s nachos BITCH! I gave you access to it that was my bad You stomped on my heart instead of a light jab What we had was nothing but a night cap And now my feelings wage a war it’s time to fight back I knew better I should have slowed my roll Saw the red flags and the bull like a rodeo It could have worked out but now we’ll never know You ain’t gotta go that’s my word that’s fah show (HOOK) You don’t gotta go Said you don’t gotta go But you sure ain’t staying here Got me living in fear Like how the fuck did I get here One minute we at a show the next We up in a car trying our best To get to know eachother But on many different levels How the fuck was I supposed to know you were the devil Well not really but you had my mind in a daze Vibing in many ways and smoking plenty haze (That was for many days and many nights But it’s aight Cuz you don’t gotta go But you ain’t stayin here) Cuz it’ll never be the same We’ll be apart for long enough you won’t remember my name But this game is one that we all play And catching feelings ain’t cheap so we all pay The bill collector is officially coming a knockin I wonder if she misses me then rattle my noggin Cuz I’m my cranium she’s taking up too much space I changed the locks almost forgot this is my place It’s my mind It’s my soul It’s nachos BITCH! I gave you access to it that was my bad You stomped on my heart instead of a light jab What we had was nothing but a night cap And now my feelings wage a war it’s time to fight back I knew better I should have slowed my roll Saw the red flags and the bull like a rodeo It could have worked out but now we’ll never know You ain’t gotta go that’s my word that’s fah show (HOOK)

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