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Moracular World

500

Hip-Hop/Rap

Moracular World was released on April 11, 2010 by Odd Future Records as a part of the album Ali

Song Details

AlbumAli

Release DateApril 11, 2010

LabelOdd Future Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM77

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Mike G

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Mike G

Lyrics

Michael A. Griffin

Michael A. Griffin

Composer

Vincent Staples

Vincent Staples

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Left Brain

Producer

Syd

Producer

Lyrics

First time I came up I fucking went mad

Bought a bunch of shit that I thought I had to have

An irresponsible asshole

Listened to dad, nope

Didn't think it was bad, so I did it

An arrogant derelict and didn't know

Cause I was on to better clothes

Then it went to more dough

Then it went to better hoes

Then it went to bigger shows

Waiting to achieve those still

Just kept telling myself that I will

But now I realize I had a problem back then

Waiting for lights, cameras, zeroes, action

Rhymes written on paper with zero passion

All I really need is numbers, couple zeroes after them

Like damn, fuck friends, that's it

Give me a chain and a car, bitch I'm tryna get rich

And he tearing tracks up, so they call me Jack Rip

And you think you know Jack, but you don't know Jack shit

Cause I'd rather it be stick up than stand down

I ain't tryna go from hands up to handouts

Funny how I went from stand up to stand out

Cause everything I was made me what I am now

I'd rather it be stick up than stand down

I ain't tryna go from hands up to handouts

Funny how I went from stand up to stand out

Cause everything I was made me what I am now

Third grade was fucked up, but fourth grade I lucked up

Found out that all the fat black girls were dumb sluts

Fifth grade was even worse, found my teacher had a purse

Stole her birth control and then she had her second and her first

Sixth grade came around, I was a punk on playing grounds

Until I threw a brick at Rick that cracked his skull and laid him out

So by the seventh grade I thought that I was hard as shit

Ran up on the little bus, punched all the retarded kids

Granny got mad because my teacher went and called the bitch

She threw away my 64 and broke all of the cartridges

Fucking cunt, now I can't do shit but watch the partridges

And shoot at unsuspecting dogs to fix my sloppy marksmanship

And don't be expecting me to get all your dirty laundry did

I'll finish that the second that you tell me who my father is

Grandma, what you doing with that fucking hockey stick?

Why you running towards me with that devil grin? Stop it bitch!

Cause I'd rather it be stick up than stand down

I ain't tryna go from hands up to handouts

Funny how I went from stand up to stand out

Cause everything I was made me what I am now

I'd rather it be stick up than stand down

I ain't tryna go from hands up to handouts

Funny how I went from stand up to stand out

Cause everything I was made me what I am now

Yo it's me against the world, eyes wide shut

Me, my **** Vince, and five white sluts

With a Klondike bar that we all might munch

At the blonde dyke bar with a slut named Chuck

And she don't give a fuck, that's my demeanor

If I'm ever posted with a lame, there's a Glock between us

Or at his grandmother's house with my cock between her

Or her mouth filled with homemade carpet cleaner

Or call me roto-rooter, better call the doc

And the neighbors they heard screams, they 'bout to call the cops

And now I have to stop

Pull out the Johnny rocket dashing down the block

Tryna figure where the fuck my socks went

Duck behind the dumpster, thinking they'll never find me

'Til I realize that's the same place I put the body

Fuck that, snatch an old paraplegic's bus pass

I'll trim my mustache and blame it on my neighbor's drunk ass

Then they took me into custody, thinking I'm gon' snitch

Like I ain't fuck that hoe, and I ain't touch that bitch

But I seen my **** Slick, that **** was on his way out

He got enough guns to engineer a break out

Cause I'd rather it be stick up than stand down

I ain't tryna go from hands up to handouts

Funny how I went from stand up to stand out

Cause everything I was made me what I am now

I'd rather it be stick up than stand down

I ain't tryna go from hands up to handouts

Funny how I went from stand up to stand out

Cause everything I was made me what I am now

Written by: Michael A. Griffin, Mike G, Vincent Staples

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