Sick Sad World (Prod. Aliens)歌词-Allday

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Trying to trade that for a fistful of cream

Got a fistful of dreams

If you disagree then come intervene

See, now I am a young spitting king

Wu-Tang taught me as a young bitter teen

Pause, cash rules every little thing

I work real hard I can never do enough

Now we’re doing us, looking the through the past

Buzz, I’m going through your stuff

Was a mutant in the sewer as a teen screwing up

Doom 95, I Duke Nukem up

All the fit women like what I’m spittin'

They say it's great, thinking it's Britain

Squintin', I'm the rhyming Tim Winton

Had a long night now the lights luminous

I won’t give you no instructions for your bottoms, see I fear

I kill every track don’t think it's different

And the Nutbush is your thing but arse-shaking you don’t need to

That you don’t know how to shake it yet you know the Macarena

Aha, you know my Steelo

Just quit leaning on the wall like the ****ing Tower of Pisa

I goes in like a Steve Nash freethrow

See those girls so I tell them G.O

No Ls make Elmo to an emo

He’s that kid always talking about weed smoke

We know nothing about saving the whole world

Oh well, I’ll be that if you need though

Push your tushy like a fatty with a remote

I make songs, don’t call me no hero

Retards say I’m like a less smart them

Dad says I’m just like a less smart him

Girls say I’m like a less hot Leo

You escargot you taste excellent

And excuse my French, I mean I beg pardon

Maybe cause I smoke those fresh gardens

In a dream that never ends

(Hey hey hey)

Trying to wee on me, better guess again

I don’t give a F, my Fs for friends

Cause all my assignments say F in red

But fortune favors all the hairless heads

I'm Tom, so why am I in Special Ed

Hey babe, yeah back in my heyday

Hitting on girls I wouldn't ever get

Never did **** for the hesitant

I never did **** but go on MSN

Everything grade A back in like grade 8

Now I get way laid out of my pay grade

I was on play dates blowing my mayonnaise

Got to go way late, trying to be Ray J

I would say hey they’d be all like hey wait

Let's go

Rap for pea**** so you get ****o

Eat my shorts, young El Barto

I won’t give you no instructions for your bottoms, see I fear

That you don’t know how to shake it yet you know the Macarena

Just quit leaning on the wall like the ****ing Tower of Pisa

And the Nutbush is your thing but arse-shaking you don’t need to

Man, **** you all

Lol, quit climbing my lolcano

But you're missing bits out like 1, 2, 4

Woah, funny how much you talk

I got it on lock like a bathroom stall

My head spins round like a tornado

Before I spaz out drinking old draino

I'm already in heaven with a gold halo

Got pretty hair like Samson man

And my eyes roll back in a full K.O

That's Allday, better check his pulse, ay bro

Bickies and whisky, that's sickly

Damn, every song's an anthem man

But my strength is in my handgun man

Diet of Oreos and Jameson

How long could I really be living

I won’t give you no instructions for your bottoms, see I fear

And the Nutbush is your thing but arse-shaking you don’t need to

That you don’t know how to shake it yet you know the Macarena

Just quit leaning on the wall like the ****ing Tower of Pisa