Lyrics:
I am a Disney usher
I'm barely scraping by
My discontentment comes in many shapes and sizes
But I woke up this morning
I told myself to try
I
below
We got the music in our bodies and the radio
And when the morning comes It'll all be gone
Disappearing in(to) the crack of dawn
We better make
Oh yeah
Yaye yie yaye yie
I wake up in the morning I pray and say my grace oh yeah
Medi me lane mu me mpe wo case
Everything I have now is all by
Girl don't take this wrong but i see you been standing by the bar for a little bit too long. (ahh whoop)
I see it in your eyes every sip you been
Straight up without an edit
I never let it go, embedded in my mental skull is impressive flow
I smoke weed until my eyes are sore
I make beats, play chords,
Oh yeah by the way literally every clean version of a song
I'm ever gonna make ever is gonna have a meme in it so in it so in it so
cross states Imma say hi
And represent the people that don't walk by
I cherish every moment spent in paradise
But the clouds and the stars got me
Poetic and metaphysical
No credit to the visible
No edits needed critical
Bro said it
Indivisible
But it's inevitable
Whether I never did or didn't
music edits, wish I had total control of it
Linkin Park, NWA got me in sync
Listening to The Incredible True Story
I like these albums that feel like
motherfucker, that shit ain't cool
I hope you bitch made get what's coming for you
I've just been recording music, writing story
I do my sessions every morning
lips
I felt so alive
We slow danced the night away
With that one speaker radio
The way you held me tight
I never thought you would let me go
And every
nightshirt baby, hand me my morning gown (repeat 2x)
Don't feel sleepy
I just feel like lyin' down
Gotta help me baby, help me baby
Can't do it all by myself
carry myself
And can't no woman have my heart, cause I'm gon' marry myself
My first diss song that, yeah that use to be me
Every Sunday morning
Every time I put on the radio
You know, there's nothin' goin' down at all, not at all
But, one fine morning, she hears a New York station
She couldn't
without you
The truth? Man, doubtful
But every morning I wake
Perplexed by a complex that I been tryna sedate
Like how I still fucking love you after all
analyze everyone you meet
But get no sign, loving kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blind
If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause
I was raised in a canyon
By the country music station
In a richland deserrt dust bowl
And the radio towers would scrape the low clouds
And sway when
the skyline radio
Just this morning heard the President say
He came up with a plan that's gonna save the day
But it was hung up in committee up on Capitol
analyze everyone you meet
But get no sign, loving kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blind
If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause
Oh, he listens to the countdown, every Sunday morning
From a cold solitary prison cell
And the music from his radio is like freedom down a dirt toad
too fast
And if you don't change your ways
Don't see how you can last
Every morning just past four
From the driveway he would roar
Overslept and he was
much too fast
And if you don't change your ways don't see how you can last.
Every morning just past four from the driveway he would roar
Overslept
Good morning. You're listening to Raindrop Radio. It's 8 in the morning and the sun is Shining! It looks like a perfect day to load the buckets
Police radio signals sayin' that a 187 land on your corner
Coroners comfort your mama
"Mama he's dead", the next morning I toasted up with my homies
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