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We drink crappy coffee
We drink crummy tea
We drink dirty water
It don't bother me

We have crappy neighbors
We have shitty friends
We have crummy

Fernando Valley 
We got everything we want with a mouse click 
Because of the mighty porn flick
Innovation of the Internet
Was driven by a couple

I wrote this crappy song
Who wants to row, row, row in a tiny little boat
Is a fool and a lousy Jack
I want to roam, roam, roam on a floaty mighty oak

Internet beings
Together 
Tied at higher frequencies
Internet beings
Forever
Mixed up Good and Evil

He lied at higher frequencies
But there's been

Print a lil' part then put
On for the internet
Brand new Patek cost a brand new Chevrolet
Ooh

Got a big ass TEC like the Mayans
Made a big ass bet

Lil Culture could've gained every follower on the internet
With just this song single handedly but he didn't feel like it today
I guess it doesn't

The mighty head of “Groven Grose”
Keeps you safe and incomplete

I was talking to you, but you'll never agree,
and I'll never agree with you, let’s

cos I'm that lyricist
Plus, I'm that Nigga with 3 records set
That's held up in the Guinness book
But people fail to mention this on the internet
But if

these cheesy rapaz kings of autotune 
But only one finger (boom) tswot’ you gonna get (gonna get) crappy monkey MC
Rage, Cypress, Insane In The Brain,

ketchup a little sauce baby
You gon’ dig the flava you gon dig the gravy… 

I make wack mc’z with crappy steeze & ashy knees & waxy feet 
Just act like

thing with me they like is being a main thing being a sidey
'Cause I've been weak and I've been mighty, oh

Sometimes, I don't know when but
We'll get

likes bitches and sake.
Like to keep drinking until I feel crappy.
Like skateboarding even though I'm old.
I like to write rhymes and act like an asshole

lands
Better than those shitty crappy deeds
Useless, ugly, nobody needs!
Stronger than that failed hammer
And shattered chains, falling with a clanger

crappy again
How long can a man play pretend, I
I got problems, I don't know where to start
Maybe I should go back to the art that had Noah's ark
I'm still

knees
Crappy deals i won’t agree, all the haters gotta flee
Work two jobs and a degree, counting paper one two three
Feels like locals cannot see, still

we race off
Smoking up that foam, in thirties so i'm gonna cough
Living life on roam cup so dirty all these bitches scoff

Good Ol' Crappy Tire cash,

I'm Mr. Mackey
Hit with this strap think he finna attack me
Ain't with the shit then his day gone be crappy
I catch that boy at the house with his Pappy

And worst of all, you’ve got no friends
They’re just on the internet
You’re a waste of space, you’ve got no life
Got a mole on your face, you should take

for the likes on the internet, please hold the comments I Promise I probably don't give a damn, agh

If I said you had to say a rapper's game is half

on the internet
The hackers broke me down, got me upset
Listen baby boy, I'm still stressed

Blessed, fucking blessed
Yeah, that's why I got a Jesus piece laying

about the internet is that we can all speak our minds.
But there’s no reason to be a giant dick.
Yup

Don’t even look
It’s not worth your time
Because

at the same time
He hears the sound of Opportunity Knocks
Will it wake the internet trolls
Will he slip in the polls
Or become target practice on Fox
He's got

I was just an average dude, ah
Neckbeard sitting in my bedroom, ah
Smoking on a little some green Buddha
Eating some crappy British food, ah
Never

Now this ain't really been my day baby
And it's really been a crappy week
Got written up for not wearing a tie
And my AC unit sprung a leak
Just got out