1.Dreamin
Since I was a kid I been dreamin dreamin
Woke up and I felt like achievin achievin
I never knew what was the reason
I just knew I had something to believe in believe in
You think you fuckin with me man you dreamin dreamin
Wake up and find yourself screamin screamin
Get back down where your league is
Bitch you now fuckin with a genius
You're a pipsqueak everything you spit's weak
I can see your future it's bleak up shit's creek
Sans paddle
Wave hello to your homies they on the bank makin a
Diarrhea sandcastle
Flip ya damn tassel
Back to the other side of your cap
You fail at rap
Nobody feelin that
Gimme the mic or I'm takin it back
Try to snatch it back again I'll kick you in the groin
If you live in Iowa I'll kick you in Des Moines
Flip a coin if its tails eat a dick
If it's heads eat that same dick plus eat a pile of shit
Speakin of coins, I rap circles around you
I am the exact opposite of nervous around you
Only purpose around you is to perfectly clown you
I think you should just go join up with the circus like
Clowns do you rat bastard
Raps a task that wax mastered
Shut the fuck I won't pass the last word
Got a homey who's a fat ass nerd
That'll crash your website after he hacks your password
You average... Run of the mill
You rhyme for days but ain't one of em ill
But if you were dying of AIDS I'd make fun of you still
But let me talk to the listeners enough about you
Before you play the album this what you gotta do
You gotta hit some more medical and pick up more edibles
And hit the liquor store and pick up six or more whatever
You choose and press play it couldn't
Get no more incredible
You gonna fuck with it like it was you genitals
I'm an extra terrestrial with an extra set of testicles
To make an effort that's respectable best eat your vegetables
If you still skeptical I will question you about ya dad was he
Wild
Did he beat you really bad as a child
Were you scarred by the switches？
Big Wax drop shit hard on you bitches
Stomach in knots you wanna barf with the quick the quickness
Don't trust that fart you will shart in your britches
Can I get a witness testify heathens
Mix the tap water with extra dry Seagram's
I wish the best for my legions of people believin and
Dreamin of what they wanna be
I wish upon em prosperity
But I wouldn't recommend that they become an emcee
Them cyant fuck with me me drop too heavy
Like the diddaly diddaly diddaly diddaly d rip
Uh, hear me now
It's Big Wax always all up in your ear canal
I might be here in a year from now
So this year I'mma dream out loud
Mix the tap water with extra dry Seagram's
Dreamin dreamin
Dreamin dreamin
Dreamin...
Nah, I gotta say one more thing to the fucking doubters
Motherfucker your bitch ass I will outperform
I will crush up your dreams into powdered form
And put the powder on your girls lower spine
Chop it up start blowin lines while I fuck the ho from behind
And realize that in that moment of time I'm blowin her mind and
blowin your mind
We ain't similar kids
An example of two different species
You on the level of a sample of some pigeon feces
Y'all sweet like cinnamon apple or a twix or reeses
I am an individual who will smack you into bits and pieces
Sick since the fetus, bout to get rich quick and become a rich
prick elitist
Boating in Ibiza with a frozen margarita
Got your ho in a bikini steady strokin' on my penis
Yelling at that bitch for dripping some lotion on my Adidas
Making her clean it but as she does she says
It's everything I dreamed it'd be
Come along and dream with me
Pay attention to the scenery
Dream with me, dream with me
Dun da dun da dun dreamin dreamin
Dreamin dreamin
Dreamin dreamin
Dreamin dreamin
2.Continue
Good mornin
Its alot of shit I done been through
But all that I can do is continue
If you step into a tornado, its probably gonna spin you
But all that you can do is continue
Dickheads, bitches I can smell the cunt in you
But all that I can do is continue
Livin my life until a hole's where my body's dumped into
Until then, I'mma continue
They say life moves fast no, it moves mad slow
Every mountaintop is just a new plateau
Another mountain on top of that yo
Now you like Sisyphus climbin forever screamin god's
An asshole
Pass go after givin it all ya have then you
End up right back on Baltic Avenue
In that hotel that you ain't wana revisit
After Boardwalk celebratin mama we did it
But the clock'll keep tickin there another turn comin
And hopefully you dumb ass'll learn somethin
Don't get offended, stupidity's something we're all born wit
Knowledge, that take a while to absorb it
That's why ya parents' advice, you ignored it
And did some ol stupid ass uniformed shit.
Like this
You got caught shopliftin
You fuckin cheated on your girlfriend
And you didn't wear a condom
And then you got fired from McDonald's
Sometimes when life gets low gotta learn how to stick it out
I mean what the fuck else you gonna do that's what life is
All about
Its alot of shit I done been through
But all that I can do is continue
If you step into a tornado, its probably gonna spin you
But all that you can do is continue
Dickheads, bitches I can smell the cunt in you
But all that I can do is continue
Livin my life until a hole's where my body's dumped into
Until then, I'mma continue
Negative thoughts are like a needy ass neighbor
Knockin on ya door for a greedy ass favor
And it always takes longer than they say it will
And even when the job's done them fools just wana
Stay and chill
Gotta kick em out right when it ends
Get too hospitable and they gon start invitin they friends,
Like negative Nancy calls negative Clancy
And suddenly negative is the only thing you can see
I been there, its pointless
Cunts in ya head with their cunty little voices
It gets boisterous, but what you gunna do
I'll tell you what you gonna do gonna continue tell the
Cunt in you
To leave you got too much to achieve
Man you sure to win
Life's an arcade game put another quarter in
And have fun playin it
That shit I just said, I had fun sayin it
You developed a drug problem
You got clean but now ya back on em
To top it off, ya dog died
And then ya girl left now you contemplatin suicide
Sometimes when life gets low gotta learn how to stick it out
I mean what the fuck else you gunna do that's what life is
All about
Put the gun down Timmy that girl she ain't worth it
Move your penis into a vagina that deserves it
Nobody's perfect lighten up
Put some music in your morning and your day'll surely
Brighten up
Sunny days'll be back once more
And there's a good return policy at that gun store
You got two choices, one kill yourself
Two, make an attempt to fulfill yaself
One's logical the other's diabolical
A wise man will devise plans that are option filled
Be glad you got ya mama still
If you don't be glad you got ya father still
If you don't be glad that you can pop a pill
Drugged out better then a cemetery plot to fill
I ain't Doctor Phil, I'm just a dude
Whose tryna put you in a good mood, good mood yeah
I ain't Doctor Phil, I'm just a dude
Whose tryna put you in a good mood, good mood yeah
A good mood uh, a good mood yeah
That's all I'm tryna do is put you in a good mood
(outro freestyle)
3.Worked So Hard (Interlude)
4.Get It In
5.Tomorrow
I aint ever gonna drink again
i aint ever gonna smoke again
And im gonna start tomorrow
Im gonna be my own best friend
this time its not pretend
everything's gonna be different tomorrow
Yo, since i got this money
i aint been able to walk straight
im buying drugs and alcohol at the park rate
man this change has been crazy
ill probably end up living like Rick James in the 80's
people say i should get up on a 12 step
but this is to fun to seek help yet
im probably gonna ruin my career
and the money that i got i will go through it in a year
man im through with drinking beer, im so done popping E
come tomorrow aint no one stopping me
im going join a fuckin soccer league
but thats tomorrow man, tonight im getting fucked up you best
belive that shit
I aint ever gonna drink again
i aint ever gonna smoke again
And im gonna start tomorrow (im gonna get a nicotine patch man)
Im gonna be my own best friend
this time its not pretend
everything's gonna be different tomorrow
So tonight is my last HOO RA
and im gonna get super tomorrow trashed at my bar
i know everything's gonna work out right
and i sing this song every night
Yo, i aint even gotta walk to the corner store
i call this company called store to door
they deliver in the morning or night
so i can always order bud light
im like a kid in a candy store
but more like a pedophile in a lil girls pantie drawer
damn the shit aint right
im gonna change but not tonight man
I aint ever gonna drink again (never)
i aint ever gonna smoke again (nope)
And im gonna start tomorrow (i cant even see straight right now)
Im gonna be my own best friend
this time its not pretend
everything's gonna be different tomorrow
Tomorrow Check it out
im so stupid to be this rich
got my own big house you should see this bitch
got my own studio with a mutha fuckin bar in it
a driveway got my brand new car in it
i need to wise up
i need to act right
fuck it lets celebrate this one last night
I aint ever gonna drink again
i aint ever gonna smoke again
And im gonna start tomorrow (im talking with the man in the
mirror)
Im gonna be my own best friend
this time its not pretend (time for change)
everything's gonna be different tomorrow (gonna be a new man)
So tonight is my last HOO RA
and im gonna get super tomorrow trashed at my bar
i know everything's gonna work out right ( i just know it)
and i sing this song every night
6.I Shoulda Tried Harder
If I woulda tried harder
I would be all I can be
If I woulda tried harder
I could have sailed the seven seas
If I woulda tried harder
I would be a better man
I guess I shoulda tried harder
But I didn't, so here I am
I should probably be a star by now
But I'm probably at the bar by now
If you're hearing this past 5, or even 4
If it's morning I'm probably somewhere on a cement floor
Even more so if we're on tour
Me and E explore the country wondering about the evening before
Trying to explain where the time went
While other rappers find a studio to grind in
Kinda like when Kobe finds a gym
But the flow be Iverson
Yes homie I am him ('practice？')
I don't practice a lot
It's not a habit I got
I'd rather smoke pot and kick it with Craig and them
But Craig and them ain't making benjamins
They're just sitting on the couch again, again and again
Damn, free time, I always wasted it
I wonder what my life would've been like if I'd have gave a shit
If I woulda tried harder
I would be all I can be
If I woulda tried harder
I could have sailed the seven seas
If I woulda tried harder
I would be a better man
I guess I shoulda tried harder
But I didn't, so here I am
Back in high school, the shit was a breeze
I smoked a bunch of trees and I still got B's
Got high as fuck on my SAT's
？ as far as score making, and right before taking them
I've never worked harder at a job than required
I've only worked hard enough not to be fired
It's like Office Space
You'd have thought that Peter was there
Or Jennifer Aniston rocking minimum pieces of flair
I couldn't imagine what would've happened
If God wouldn't have made me good at rapping
It's only cause of that a good life I provide myself
But just think, what if I'd applied myself
I could be another level rich
Sponsored by a bubble beverage
On television talking about how good Dr. Pepper is
I wish I was as ambitious as 50 Cent
I could have went the same route that him and Diddy went
But alas...
If I woulda tried harder
I would be all I can be
If I woulda tried harder
I could have sailed the seven seas
If I woulda tried harder
I would be a better man
I guess I shoulda tried harder
But I didn't, so here I am
Michael Jordan, I ain't talking to you, nope
Oprah Winfrey, I ain't talking to you, nope
Bill Clinton, Hillary Clinton, I ain't talking to ya'll, nope
Tiger Woods, yeah, I possibly am talking to you
But Donald Trump I ain't talking to you
To my man who's the Pope, I ain't talking to you
To Chuck Norris, I ain't talking to you
Bill Gates, Mark Zuckerberg, I ain't talking to you
Steve Jobs, rest in peace, but I ain't talking to you
To my mannnnnnnnnn- Neil Armstrong, I ain't talking to you
Or Lance Armstrong, I ain't talking to you
If your name is something that ends with Armstrong
I probably ain't talking to you
7.We Can't All Be Heroes
I wake up in the morning, its the same old thing
Another day alone just rhyme writing (oh)
It's getting a little old
Feeling kind of cold
When do you say you took your dream too far
And finally come to grips with the person you are
I think for some of us the dream is too vivid
And the gift that we've been given is the curse that comes with
it
If you strive for perfection and progress
You beat your own ass in the process
Man I'm satisfied never
My shit always could be better
Shit the verse I'm saying now could be way more clever
I remember when there wasn't no pressure
I just do this
Before the music was part of a to do list
I love writing but why I'm clueless
It's peaceful yet deceitful
Like a Buddhist Judas
And its's fucking up my brain
But somehow it's the only thing that keeps me sane
I guess I'm like a little goth art student
Take away his pen next day at school he'll start shooting
But arts stupid
If you consider the bitter cost of this
All the relationships I've lost to this
All the times that I hit ignore when my family a friend ever
called to this
Cause this constant state of exhaustiveness
I give my all to this
A stressful endeavor like tiger woods probably thinks that
golfing is
I should get an office gig
But I can't because I'm over here dreaming
As I write another song I just feel like screaming
Stop fucking with me
Stop judging me
I just want to live comfortably
And I ain't talking about wealth
I'm talking about my brain
I'm talking about mental health
Stop fucking with me
Stop judging me
I look around and suddenly
I realize that there's nobody else
The only one judging me is myself
Most people they got big dreams and big plans
End up as a big flock of sacrificial lambs
A single achiever
Can make a billion believers
Look at the children they're all willing and eager
Like when I was a kid I watched Jordan play
And dreamed of being up on the NBA court one day
Realized early that I didn't have it
That don't mean that there ain't people that took that stab at
it
Like my man every day practice shooting baskets
Dreaming about playing for the magic or mavericks
High school star a 30 point a night average
4 year college starter alright average
Didn't get drafted
Still he could see the dream
Now he's 35 playing for some European team
Knees fucked up constantly throbbing
Now he's popping Oxycontin
And it's becoming a problem
Had to move back with his mom
And she want him to get a job
But he doesn't have any qualities they need
Can't put 3-man weave drills
Under specialty skills
More and more he eats pills
Prescription refills
He still sees that dream that vision and it haunts him
A voice inside his head and it taunts him
His mom thinking that he's on something
And she right
As he screams in the middle of the night
Stop fucking with me
Stop judging me
I just want to live comfortably
And I ain't talking about wealth
I'm talking about my brain
I'm talking about mental health
Stop fucking with me
Stop judging me
I look around and suddenly
I realize that there's nobody else
The only one judging me is myself
I wake up in the morning it's the same old thing...
I wake up in the morning it's the same old thing...
We can't all be heroes
Shit, it's hard enough not to crack under the pressure of
average expectations
Most of my heroes were drug addicts
So dream high and be prepared to fall really fucking far
Take a walk around the city
Tour L.A.
Listen to what addicted women on the corner say
Study their words many of them weren't born this way
Many moved here back in the day
Thinking that they would be the next Dorris Day
There was a role that she was born to play
But somewhere she went astray
Some people crack on the day that disappointment comes
When they realize they ain't one of the annointed ones
She saw the vision
And she came here on a mission
Audition after audition
But she never called it quits
It's a success and then she got older
And the industry just sold her
Told herself that it was over
Now she never ever sober
And it drover her to the point
She can't control her own emotions or addictions
But she still sees the visions when shes dreaming
A voice in her head like a demon
And she on sunset at the bus stop screaming
Stop fucking with me
Stop judging me
I just want to live comfortably
And I ain't talking about wealth
I'm talking about my brain
I'm talking about mental health
Stop fucking with me
Stop judging me
I look around and suddenly
I realize that there's nobody else
The only one judging me is myself
Stop fucking with me
8.Stupefied
If I came up to you
And asked you to dance with me
Would you be my partner？
I'd like to talk to you
But whenever I try to
All that comes out is bla-bla
The minute you walked into the room
The butterflies in my stomach broke out of their cocoons
Normally I got a quick type of witty style
But your pretty smile got me feeling like a little child
Unable to formulate phrases
Unable to remember even what my own name is
Oh sorry it's Wax
Around you I find it hard to relax
You bombard me with maximum levels of attraction
I'm asking myself to maintain composure
Overreacting to the picture-esque view I'm seeing.
It'd
9.Toothbrush
(chorus)
She love me, she love me, she love me,
She love me too much
She left her, she left her,
She lef her toothbrush
(2x)
Oooooowwwww
What happened here？
Right below my cabinet mirror
There used to be two brushes
Now there's three toothbrushes
I never said I was a mathematician
But from now on she gonna have to ask permission
If she wanna leave shit here, what's this here？
It's a brazier, gotta get this clear
Run up out the bathroom cursing up a storm
Didn't see there was a purse up on my floor
My foot gets caught up in the strap
Splat, I fall flat, on my back
And the purse gets emptied all over the ground
And now it's tampons everywhere rollin around
Damn, this gettin out of control
She really needs to slow her roll
CHORUS
I come home and you're on my couch
Go back to ya mama's house
I just wanted to relax and unwind on it
You laid out smokin weed drinkin wine on it
This ain't what I wanted
And the lease only got just one name signed on it
And that's mine on it, not yours
It'd be different if you would mop floors
Take out the trash, do somethin
Every day you're the opposite of hustlin
Doing your nails is not a part time job
CHORUS
I ain't even know she had a house key
She took it out my pocket and she copied it without me
At that home depot store
Now I'm never lonely no more
She's here, whenever she likes
Every day, every night
And I just need my privacy I doubt that she's
Tryin to spy on me she probably just wanna be
By my tv to watch it free
I love when she's on top of me
But that don't give her no rights to my property
I'm glad you're concerned with dental healthcare
But that's the end of the discussion brush em elsewhere
CHORUS (repeated till end of song)
God this girl is driving me bananas
The only solution I can think of is to dance
Woo, ow ow ow
I can't believe she parked in my parking spot man I'm going in
This house right now after that half mile walk
And giving her a piece of my mind
(girl)
Oh I'm so glad you're home I tivoed sex and the city so we could
watch it
As soon as you got here
Don't be mad baby I spilled a bottle of nail polish remover on
your laptop
I got an idea for a fun project this weekend let's paint the
bathroom walls pink
Oh I didn't tell you my parents are coming tonight, oh, speaking
of my parents can we do thanksgiving dinner here？
10.She Used to Be Mine
11.Gin and Tap Water
12.Straight to Paradise
Walking around with my eyes sewn shut
Passing by the most beautiful things in the world like so what
Find an empty spot on a curb, and post up
Next to a homeless man, cart full of soda cans
Smiling, how's he in a better mood than I am in
When I'm an inch away from achieving my dreams
There's different types of achievement it seems
The intravenous needle fiends to the people that dream of seeing
Themselves up on the screens
We all tryna chase a high
What is it with human being, we're never satisfied
My only conclusion's confusion
And my only solution is the illusion I create through boozin
Fuck it, my eyes open, I pop my tall beer
Toast to Los Angeles, we all here
From Skid Row to the names up in the blaring lights
I take a sip and I'm headed straight to paradise
Every day I battle with my inner consciousness
Trying to get him to become an optimist
Trying to convince him god exists
And to focus on the positive and take pride in my
accomplishments
But he only speaks he doesn't hear
A radio newsfeed always in my ear
And I, just wish it would disappear
An embodiment of all my insecurities and fear
And it keeps me wide awake lying late at night nervous
Mind racing, contemplating life's purpose
But isn't that a contemplation that is quite worthless
And I'm still awake when the sunlight surface
I just
Relax, lie still
Count sheep, drink more nyquil
Lord help me sleep I say a prayer at night
And in my dreams I'm going straight to paradise
Too much time alone all I think about is death
I'm a chain smoker how much time I got left
I swear there's something wrong going on inside my chest
I ain't seen a doctor nI should probably get a test
I just wish I wasn confident in an afterlife
If it turned out that I was wrong I'd be dead it wouldn't matter
right
I drink too much, for the numbness
I think to much, but yearn for dumbness
I wish that I was satisfied
By the cars, the restaurants and the Maitre D's
I love steak, put me back inside the matrix please
We can all talk about the weather forecast or the sportscast
Or the fucking jersey shore cast
Get money, keep makin
Fuck bitches, eat bacon
Lord forgive me, I say a prayer at night
And when I die I'm going straight to paradise
13.Outta My Mind
I haven't been sober in a week or more
And my card just got declined at the liquor store
And I've spent my rent getting blem
Yeah I'm ready for more
Sometimes I ask myself why I do this shit
I spend all my free time doing stupid shit
Cause' I could probably be a star If I tried a little harder at
it
Yo
I could probably be a number one hit
But Instead I be doing just a bunch of dumb shit
When the drum hit man I be coming up with
Some shit that be better than the other ones spit
But it's so much time and the time ain't worth it
I get rid of stress cause life ain't perfect
Reality is overrated and I have more fun unmotivated
Man
I
I'd rather be completely outta' my mind
Party my life away
Leave all my worries behind
My girl told me that I shouldn't drink so much
She don't like the way I'm always smoking weed and such
And now she's moved on
She's gone
And I'm missing her touch
Sometimes I wonder If there's something wrong with me
My floor's always covered up in dirty laundry
If she was here right now
She'd be proud that she let me be
But she don't understand that life is short
And she don't understand that I'm Michael Jordan
And she don't understand that I'm about to be scoring
Points in the game
Put my voice on my name
She ignoring still
I say good riddance
Like bread fed to the pigeons
Now it's just freedom
Keep your problems
I don't need them girl
I'm outta' my mind
I forgot everything
I'm out of this world and I've been questioning
Yeah
I never have to fight another battle with her
I just prefer
To be outta' my mind
I
14.Lewis and Clark
With the clique, just another day
Drink in my cup and I'm feeling okay
Just killed a 30-pack, got another on the way
Got the homie's Chevrolet full of Tecate
LA to TJ, we do this all day
Getting paid for the stupid ass shit that we say
We the illest motherfuckers while your crew is some marks
Big Wax, Herbal T, bitch we Lewis and Clark
You heard the rumor probably that I sold my human body
To the Illuminati and now they use it to copy
My brainwave patterns
I'm a master of a stupid hobby called rapping
I'll prove it probably when I'm right about at Susan Boyle's age
I'll have my first hit when the world's in a no-longer-using-oil
stage
The soundtrack of apocalypse, looking back from the rocket ship
Thinking I might have gotten rich in the nick of time
Intense Imagination, we in places your basic complacent mind
can't relate with
Outside the Matrix, outline my face with chalk
We're already dead, where ya'll steadily tread
You walk, on the path of a mortal
While me and Herbal T we are practically orbital
Trash your recordable device and all its contents
Nobody feeling that nonsense
I got the feeling that Columbus must have fell when he reached
the shore
Vasco de Gama rhymer, I'm a conquistador
Venturing to territory no one's ever seen before
Rap El Dorado, let the bottle of Tequila pour
Legendary Lena Horne status for my clique
Y'all more like the Katrina storm, tragic as shit
Been doing this since the doc pulled us out by Cesarean birth
It won't stop 'til I'm buried in earth
I'm saying, the flow's so nice it's got great karma
LOA chop the beat like a Sheikh Shawarma
Great like Parma-
-Sean cheese on your marinara spaghetti
Repping Maryland steady
People preparing confetti, girls raring and ready
Comparing to Betty Grable or Marilyn wearing a teddy
We up in the Serengeti with a pair of machetes
Up in the bush with the kush, motherfuckers ain't ready
We ain't new to this new to this
We been doing this doing this
Since the uterus
People been asking 'Who is this, who is this？'
It's the crew with the fluidness
Under numerous influences
Getting loot off the fusion of music producing is stupidness
A human as ludicrous as the group of the two of us
Is elusive as tuna fish in a pool that is fluid-less
Or a brain tumor that's humerus
Or a stewardess who had just flew in from Cuba using a route
that was two minutes-
Please...
(Please prepare for takeoff!)
With the clique, just another day
Drink in my cup and I'm feeling okay
Just killed a 30-pack, got another on the way
Got the homie's Chevrolet full of Tecates
LA to TJ, we do this all day
Getting paid for the stupid ass shit that we say
We the illest motherfuckers while your crew is some marks
Big Wax, Herbal T, bitch we Lewis and Clark
15.What's Your Vice？
16.Feels Good
I'm addicted to these beats, a slave to the rhythm
Sometimes my home studio becomes my own prison
I'm thankful I've been given this crazy life I'm living
But the walls get closer when you constantly within them
I get driven insane, my brain gets a little blurry
Groundhog Day I start to feel like Bill Murray
I still worry about my own mental health
But when I'm on tour man I check myself
I did a show last week in a town called Houston
Met a young fan who told me that my songs moved him
Said that when he listens to them that they talk to him
Cause the same problems that he's going though I've
Gone through them
I guess we're all human, and not that different
And compared to myself my music is more significant
So when he asked me how I feel
I kept it real when I told him the deal
I said it feels good
Yeah that's that right there
And it feels so good to be around
You know the high when you walking in the sky both feet on a
cloud
It just feels so good, feels so good
Feels so good, can't be mad about it
This rat race'll make you move at such a hurried pace
You'll forget to stop and appreciate you current place
Man I'm trying to look around more
Treasure the sound more when I hear the crowd roar
I know talented musicians on the ground floor
Looking up at me like what the fuck you feeling down for
How come compared to smiling you always frown more
Pussy I'm at UPS working wearing these brown shorts
So now I take it to heart
And come from a different angle when I'm making my art
My shit might never make it to a chart
But of this rap game that ain't never been my favorite part
So every new day that I start off by bitchin'
I think of all the dishes in the restaurant kitchen
That I used to wash to get a meal
And re-evaluate how I feel and it feels good
Yeah that's that right there
And it feels so good to be around
You know the high when you walking in the sky both feet on a
cloud
It just feels so good, feels so good
Feels so good, can't be mad about it
I count my blessings like a salad chef counts his dressings
And always find the smallest are the best things
A song that takes away the shit that stress brings
With my man E, greatest on the boards like chess kings
Tell the dudes from the label I'll have food on my table
Regardless, thick skin you can't scar this
You harmless, you ain't the reason that I started this
You ask me how I feel I say I'm motherfucking marvelous
Everything that I build, all home grown
IKEA we assembling our own thrones
Glass jaws gonna fall when they throw stones
We crush rocks with titanium nose bones
You ain't gonna fuckin take out Mike Jones homes
And when they put in the old folks home
And ask me how I feel there
I pop a wheelie on my wheelchair and tell them that it feels
good
Yeah that's that right there
And it feels so good to be around
You know the high when you walking in the sky both feet on a
cloud
It just feels so good, feels so good
Feels so good, can't be mad about it
17.I Ain't a Real Man (Eom Remix)
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