歌词
I said ****** be taking life too serious
I swear my music take lives，uh, period
Mellowhype, things are dependent-free mind-pyramids
Breaking walls down, never a Black Hawk Down, oh
They put a label on me but I see they’re all clowns
That’s why I talk English and think fast
Feel my words through the ink's last letter
Which'll never turn his back, back catcher, I grab
Extra magazines I'm in, to remind me of the places I’ve been
Returning to visit again, me and my ****ing friends
Before I hit the stage I clench my microphone until my fist hurt
Before I eat sushi, I’d rather get to know the fish first
For all the cats behind my time, that rhyme - that ****'s worth
Everything in my mental state now I’m secure, mental ways
Dental plates in my jaw for spitting raw just because
I like to floss my talent
Think I'm a wear the yellow tux at the Grammy's
And rock out with my cock out
Like "who this kid think he is?"
It’s just something I've seen Prince do
It’s true
No matter what, I'm showing up
Who gives a flying floating ****
What people say or think
Cause end of the day, start of the day they all said we wouldn’t get here anyway
You blink, and Wolf Gang’s in this *****
When I was a kid I wanted to be just like you
(When I grew up, when I, when I, grew up)
Write my own rhymes, recite them a couple times
Hoping one day it blew up so me and my ****** could shine
I got 3 quarters and about 10 dimes
You can split them 10’s up cause both these quarters are mine
Let’s ****ing celebrate, Wolf Gang confederate
We made it, we made it, we made it and you hating
Cause we made it and we made it
And that is not an understatement
I put that on the people that I stay with
Live day to day with, tour bus is the slave ship
****** worked the grave shift, record clean up and play disc
We must be misbehaving
But the fans love it, they get the subject
****** claim be rappers but don’t fulfil the substance
****ing rubbish, I'll dust quick
Nothing to **** with, I've got my hands on my balls, like my nuts itch
Think I'm a wear the yellow tux at the Grammy's
And rock out with my cock out
Like "who this kid think he is?"
It’s just something I've seen Prince do
It’s true
No matter what, I'm showing up
Who gives a flying floating ****
What people say or think
Cause end of the day, start of the day they all said we wouldn’t get here anyway
You blink, and Wolf Gang’s in this *****
I remember I first played Trick some OF ****
And he fronted on it like nah that **** will never work
Ha ha ha, like word
Family: these 2 wrists of mine
I had to make them gold
You gotta let me shine
If you’re a friend of mine
Ask any friend of mine
I’ll never block your glow, won’t curb your high
We be, in a place they never been
Hellabands, for the hell of it
In Paris Paris Paris
White wings on desert sand
Flying over the Taliban
Probably
We be in a place they never been
Hellabands, for the hell of it
In Paris Paris Paris
White wings on desert sand
Flying over the Taliban
Probably