Lyrics:
[Intro: Joey Bada$$ & XXXTENTACION]
—ggas will be like "Yo, these niggas is wildin' right now
Like, these niggas is really wildin'", you know what
Hi, my name is Marcus and I'm a popaholic
(Pop, pop, pop music)
Alright
(Pop, pop, pop music)
Yeah
(Pop, pop, pop music)
C'mon (pop, pop, pop
Will you get high as me? We'll float down by the sea, lost in this memory
Nothing is quite what I want it to be
My heart is locked, but I would give you
Music is a teacher
That can teach you right from wrong
If you listen closely (well)
There's a lesson in the song
Music is a doctor
That can cure
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
prosper
Prognosis of a problem child
I'm proud and well devoted
This Piru shit been in me forever
So forever I'ma push it, wherever whenever
And I love
your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against
music
Music is the soul of the man
Music makes a happy day
Music makes the clouds roll by, baby
Your music kissed my tears and set my eyes
Your
KWIRK
Captain?s log; Stardate: 3.142857--Aw, forget about it! This is Captain Kwirk on the Starship Intercourse. Thrusting its way through space,
moon phases
Everything is ever changing
Still some things remain the same
Glory be, glory be, to The Ancient of Days
I know I gotta spell it out
You
Muscle music
Do you know what I mean?
Muscle music just gets stronger
You've been flattened by a song, yeah
Every note is forged from sweat
Is
is to say we live in a blind society
I mean, a society that is blind to it'self
Is blind to the rest of the world
When I listen to music there's
Music is all we got
Music is all we got
Music is all we got
So we might as well give it all we got
Music is all we got
Music is all we got
We
to my Jesus, for birthday Christmas vibes
And it's a happy holiday
Holy Wonder, see the star, Frankincense and myrrh
Bethlehem is for your girl
Bethel
is over)
I close my tired eyes (I close my tired)
Music is in my soul
At a movie you can feel it touching your heart
And on every day
him again
That ain't true
Yeah it is
The real world is really unreal and
No none of that's true
While the wildest
You're just making this up to scare
better rhymes
And by my lonesome
Having no one
I learned to fight alone no matter where my road is going
And yea I said it and I'll no longer forget it
I'm
I can't hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come
'Cause I don't want to blow it
I don't care to win awards
All I want to do is dance
Play music, sex, romance
And try my best to never get bored, oh
If
'Cause I don't want to blow it
I don't care to win awards
All I want to do is dance
Play music, sex, romance
And try my best to never get bored, oh
If
Well this one is a special dedication to all a de people dem bout de world
man and woman and boys and girls who love reggae music
ca InI love
we dance make romance
I'm enchanted by the things that you do
I love music, sweet sweet music
Long as it's swinging, all the joy that it's bringing
we dance make romance
I'm enchanted by the things that you do
I love music, sweet sweet music
Long as it's swinging, all the joy that it's bringing
do it, I'mma pour more)
Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door
Shake that body, party that bod (That's rare nigga!)
Shake that body, party that
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