ScumDay Morning - ToKi

((Alarm clock beeping))

"Get dat ass up kid"

"woah..."

"what.... what the fuck happened to you last night?"

"yo"

"wake up"

"the fuck outta bed c'mon dude we gotta skate!"

 

"go away"

"leave me alone"

" wait... where the fuck is all my shit?!"

"where's my phone?, where's my weed?, what happened to my clothes?"

"fuckin' a... just another scumday for a scumbag... FUCK IT"

 

(0:40)

wake up sunday morning no drawers and no cable on

rollin' outta bed stark naked playin' zelda gone

movin' on to the back porch lit torch

spittin' scorching hot coffee on my torso

hit my phone you know i gotta press ignore hoe

cause i'm out the door with a board and a boge though

now i'm flying down the road feeling slo-mo

cause there was something in my cup you just don't know

 

I was coming down Cumberland something hit my wheel

so then I tumble down river-view

mumble as i get up

salt in the wounds whos talkin' that you?

i'm fine you got the time "yeah it's half past noon"

shit , I'm late, I'm late, I'm very very late, no time to say hello goodbye

I'm late I'm late I'm late down the rabbit hole no time to wait

I've been smokin' cabbage by my birth weight since the first day

Real that's Since Day One, hopped on and peeled off

kickflips with quas on kick push

cause a fiasco and you mad bro?

round of applause to those who follow like a shadow

shallow like a hollow tip

buttoned up that upper lip

kid is bringing rubbish spit

grubbing cigs

club a bitch for talking shit

hold a grudge like politics

run amok like lunatics

Looney fucking looney tune

playing lunes on ludes in the nude bringing rugged tunes

mystery gang me velma shag scooby smoking doobies

fuck your scooby snacks when i attack with vernacular raps

 

 

and they be asking hey matt why you do that?

who's that? do what? no fucks? given

get the fuck up out the kitchen if you can't take the heat

cookin' shit up like hades i know you hate me

and lately i just elevate and await my cold fate

going crazy is my worst trait

or maybe not

deviated from the straight path

the wraith of a pysocopath check his last laugh

add it all up and you got sick some tracks

don't be asking me i was never good at math

hood up with a scuffled dash