Tldr (Smithing) - Open Mike Eagle: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Open Mike Eagle

Tldr (Smithing)

176

Turnede

Hip-Hop/Rap

Tldr (Smithing) adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Mello Music Group tarafından 15 Eylül 2017 tarihinde yayınlandıBrick Body Kids Still Daydream

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümBrick Body Kids Still Daydream

Çıkış Tarihi15 Eylül 2017

FirmaMello Music Group

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM139

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Open Mike Eagle

Open Mike Eagle

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Donovan Fort

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Doc Illingsworth

Doc Illingsworth

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

[Verse 1]

Only your corrollaries know ya'll

Unique snowflakes in ordinary snowballs

And you can find me in the place sipping whats to sip

Between shrooms and touring I'm sure to take a bunch of trips

And fuck that one guy who's screen name was Thunderlips

Pelt him with a bag full of mesquite flavored Kruncher chips

Yeah, about to raise my vibration up

See me, say hi, wave, try to say what's up

Its all good in the hood, I think

I listened to the Kinks and my fridge don't stink, nah

Yeah, so today's a pretty good day

Doing what I'm supposed to do and saying what I should say

Hooray, I'm not feeling bad like I could be

Or regretting that I didn't grow my hair like Toure's

Yeah, I wanna show up in the search results

Purchase Volkwagens then cake up and purchase coats

Them little thin ones is worthless folks

And I'm sad we never got to see the tweets

Mr. perfect posts

Yeah, It's all white meat and baby fat

Been woke so long I might need to take a nap

And I'm likely afraid of that

I'ma swipe me a high speed data map

Or I might be high speed beta max

Cassette tape, show me your best resting death face

Show me everything except for whoever makes the best vapes

Yeah, couldn't even pretend to give a freak

Submit this whole verse as an op ed to Businessweek

I wrote a letter to the editor

I don't know if death certificate's better than the predator

Veteran cheddar getters know to do it togetherer

That's way they make stuff foreverer and everer

Yeah, and everybody mama know the song

But they still won't let a brother dip a toe in Lake Woebegone

Yeah, and if you're stuck in a traffic jam

Just add me on the snapstagram

[Verse 2]

This was brought to you by shit that I don't own

Yeah, add me on shit, yeah

[Verse 3]

If you was rich and about to be broke I can coach you

'Cause I can show you how to kill a roach with a boat shoe

Might have to sell the dining room table, though

And pay to go ham on some second-hand baby clothes

Cut the cable, bro, gamble on wireless

My sister sells jailbroken Amazon Firesticks

Need somewhere to bark start with local governments

Spar with Republicans, the stars won't be punishing

You, fool, your phones the new ark of the covenant

And God spoke to you in a bar called Mulligans

If there was justice all men would have to die, patricide

Tweet at the void and heart the at replies

And don't cry if you can't find me

I built a time machine to go hide in the 90's

No friends I only want giants beside me

To get close you gotta be the the size of a pine tree

My supervillain name would be Ultra Hater

I'd act really cool then insult you later

Here's something you should know from the ground floor

As far as rappers none us as cool as we sound, bro

And dog I'm fatigued

The world's moving all different speeds

This song's too long, didn't read

Written by: Donovan Fort

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