I was feeling master-blasted, lost my head, my anti-entity
And just because it's real to you, it isn't not pretend to me
And did you know my Ebro taught me positively everything
I never didn't know about double negativity
Have you been unfollowed for misogynistic ickyness
Sitting home alone in a pool of your own stickyness
Jerkin' off to your own tweets I found on the Share
While you insult everybody else
My delivery is speedy
Can you Mc'feel me?
Banana midriff
So appealing
Head is in the clouds and my feet are on the ceiling
The foundation is much uglier than what it is concealing
My delivery is speedy
Can you Mc'feel me?
Banana midriff
So appealing
Head is in the clouds and my feet are on the ceiling
The foundation is much uglier than what it is concealing
Here's a little bit of Miami Advice
For when your hand is down your pants
And there's a gun between your eyes
And she cocks it the minute you cream your jeans
You say: "Baby, do you wanna ride my sound-machine?"
She'll say no, but she'll laugh and drop the gun, I think
And say: "Do you wanna hear the story behind my new ink?"
And she'll say: "Hey, little man, why can't you see there is no spark
Take off your socks, put on your shoes, go get eaten by a shark"
If I don't set aside time for writing songs I go insane
The stuff that's left inside just turns to static in my brain
It's hard to get things done when my head is full of craziness
It's when I am the busiest that I seem the laziest
I'm sending off my monkies on the backs of the pink elephants
So it doesn't matter if my lyrics are irrelevant
Tossin' out my thoughts like handfulls of confetti
Add a little strummy-strum
And I feel better already
My delivery is speedy
Can you Mc'feel me?
Banana midriff
So appealing
Head is in the clouds and my feet are on the ceiling
The foundation is much uglier than what it is concealing
I was feeling overrated, I was feeling under-smarted
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When you looked my in the eye
And then it smelled like someone farted
Was it man or was it beast?
Or was it just my upper lip
Was it an Olympia Hippie or a New York City hipster?
WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?
As we all try hard to make this world better
If it's thrift or if it's vintage, it is still your grandpa's sweater
Either way, three cheers for you
'Cause it's better to reuse
Than to support the corporations, buying crap they mass-produce
'N you think, you think
You think I'm preaching to the choir
But I am not
I'm not, I'm singing with the choir
We are all birds, birds of a different feather
We each sing the way we sing
And we are all in this together
You think, you think
You think I'm preaching to the choir
But I am not
I'm not, I'm singing with the choir
We are all birds, birds of a different feather
We each sing the way we sing
And we are all in this together
You think
I'm preaching to the choir
I'm not
I'm singing with the choir
We're birds, birds of a different feather
We each sing the way we sing
And we are all in this together
You think
I'm preaching to the choir
I'm not
I'm singing with the choir
We're birds, birds of a different feather
We each sing the way we sing
And we are all in this together
(Rap)
Y'think I'm preaching to the choir
But I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
I'm singing with the choir
Again, I am, I am, I am
Y'think I'm preaching to the choir
But I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
I'm singing with the choir
Again, I am, I am, I am
Y'think I'm preaching to the choir
But I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
I'm singing with the choir
Again, I am, I am, I am
Y'think I'm preaching to the choir
But I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
I'm singing with the choir
Again, I am, I am, I am
Y'think I'm preaching to the choir
But I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
I'm singing with the choir
Again, I am, I am, I am
(Quiet singing)
We are all in this together
We are all in this together
We are all in this together
We are all in this together