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The Grunge (prod. Atmosphere)
- I write my lyrics in my underwear
- cuz I'm young and single, hah, I just don't care
- and I don't cook that often, I'm not the best
- but I'll give it try, so I don't starve to death
- every now and then, check that, a bad habit
- I get room service, Jimmy Johns' royalty service
- Always giving tip, with that cursive printed script
- I pay them good like some pay call girls to strip
- Poker, only the good looking do politics, but
- I'd rather withdraw to my House of Cards on Netflix
- Binge watching over drinking, party for one please
- I'm growing my beard out...that's what I call it
- Half baked, but I'm not high, I can't touch the sky
- I come up to the block looking extra shy
- Can you see my eyes?
- I can't tell my morning from my nights.
- Do I exercise, psh, I grew an extra size
- I used to be something I can't quite remember
- Used to be, my anthem, counting back Decembers
- Nostalgia is ruthless when laziness turns on
- The past looks so pretty like my present fan fiction
- Still fitting in my chinos, hoping to age like Vino
- The youth die young, but I invested on living retro
- Oh where art though, my charming charisma?
- My Secretariat, I rode your coattails like Obama.
- I'm only 20 and I'm already talking about my heydays
- A serious mayday for a future slave life to the paydays
- Now college rules, better spend wisely those four years
- Bad habits could stick forever, like a hardened tear
- So get off your bum, James, it's you're time to lose
- but the bum life chose me, I didn't have time to choose
- You think I wanted this? Sleeping in on a Thursday?
- My confidence so low, I slink away on my birthday?
- Depression crushed the old me, Clark Kent passed away
- now I'm a upside down me, a Bizarro Freaky Friday
- So hey chick, please excuse my appearance,
- I'm a little shabby, but I'm an ace with the parents
- They've lived long enough to see the good and the bad
- So they have hopes for the ugly, maybe time can fix that
- I just need a second chance, a second wind
- A second and some minutes to shed off some extra skin
- They say that real beauty comes from what's inside
- I guess I can say the same about my abs on the inside
- Gosh darn it, get back on that treadmill
- Run, runaway from the days you'll have to pay the bills
- Heave and ho, row for them heathen hoes
- or I'll see you when you're 40, with your virgin woes
- A wife and some kids, herro Mr. Smith
- Just Dream On, yeah, Dream on to that myth
- of American Schemes, work hard and you'll achieve
- Food on the table, but pass the money please
- So I've skipped two weeks of class, and every moment I spend
- Outside my classroom gets me closer to my weekend
- to my weeks end, since I'm weak and
- God blessed my cards, but I pretend to have a weak hand
- Yeah, that's my grunge life, I deserve it all
- Not the fame and the money, but the pain it takes to fall
- You get what you take from life, but I'm not into hand outs
- Not even into hard work, so curse me with your bad mouth
- If anything, I'm friends with the cousin of death
- since sleeping on the streets would even be a success
- So I just pray God, pick up my two feet
- Lazy losers like me won't be buried even two feet.
- So I just pray God, pick up my two feet
- Give me the strength to make it past even just these two weeks
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