[Verse 1: SeanyDwil]
I've never been a rapper but that life seem kinna fine
I've got all of the equipment and nothing but time
Chilling in the attic, hella time
A.M.P. is life, k**ing the rhyme
It's hard to be wet when the land is so dry
Surrounded by meth and locals getting high
My friends call me dumb, I'm living the based life,
But they f**ing up, having babies getting wives
I go to cla**...It's a waste of time
Sitting at my desk thinking of future lines
Money in my mind, ain't sh** in my wallet
Got all the right answers I'm bout a Ron-Paul-it
Government s**s, the pride is weak;
Please forgive us, Lady Liberty
Spit so hard, call me Waka Flocka
Shop boys, baby, I'm a f**ing rockstar
BOW! BOW! BOW!
[Verse 2: Suede]
I'm Suede Sims and I'm knocking on your door
If you count p**nos, dog, I've banged so many who*es
I'm looking for the girls I can hammer just like thor
If I take her home dog you know I'm gonna score
I do it like a chore. She beg me for more!
Then I smash and go, my ego grows
I get drunk and fall through a wall
Go to the party and steal your alcohol
My style just like Tom Petty; free falling
Mix it up dog, man, I drink ethanol
If you want my meat, man, dial cattle-call
Better be down with the attack of the track from the pack
Cause them bills we gonna stack
Yo if you offended man...sorry. That's all I got to say
[Verse 3: Rigidur]
It's Just I, myself, Sean, Suede and me
No Malcolm in the middle please
I Like kitty cats and triangles and everything else that my heart desires.
Like alcohol and adderall and acquiring some women in some fine attire
Sign Jordan in cursive on everything before I see that hearse
But till then I'm just spitting, spattering, sputtering verses with sh** and curses
f** college cla**es, I want to party with the ma**es
Bachelor's in Ballerology, Ballonomics is my Master's
Mutliple choice questions from my mom about what I want to be
Answer none of the above, famous as f** is what I decree
Realize real lies, propaganda all around me
Affecting me, personally, I refuse to acknowledge it's a tease
Shout out to everyone above and below me
Too bad we can't shine like we supposed to
Public may be blind but won't stop me from trying
[Outro: Suede]
Do you think when Abraham Lincoln went to Ford Theater
They were just kinda' like, "Here you go Mr. Lincoln
Here are your seats." And he was like "God-dammit these
Are f**ing horrible seats. I hope someone shoots me in the
f**ing head. These are horrible."