Beck - Bronchitis lyrics

[Verse 1] Fiji water and a box of old Raisinets I got a real taste for dyin' but I ain't do it yet I tried to watch The Artist with my girlfriend But instead I lost the battle with some Nyquil Playing Double Dribble with my older cousin Now I'm ballin' everyday so dude that's gotta stand for something But it doesn't change the subject Man, I'm hustlin', sandals cuttin' up My ankles, please and thank you Demons hate you when you angel Never been to prison, but I serve a sentence (Grind in my sleep, man, my dreams need a dentist) I'm sharin' experiments with Seventh Day Adventists And on the seventh day, I'mma show y'all what the event is Dollar signs, bottom line Speak the truth and everybody gon' hate you Unless it's funny That's how I used to make money I don't roll with the old, yeah they want something from me Why the flow so dummy, why do hoes still love me? I don't know, don't bug me On patron or bubbly or power, old culture Ain't nobody sober My mama don't drink but she k** me over soda Damn homie, man you famous like Kony My cousin bang Camp man (my cousin bang Camp man) ATLienated myself about a month Just enough to get, to get my rows in a duck Just enough to make a faithful man wanna f** Girls be tweetin' me their pictures, man I gotta look And most of 'em couldn't handle the panels in my comic's book This rapper's book, this writer's book They kinda shook It's not a hook [Interlude] There's an edge to the wind Cutting into my skin And the air's like an icicle As the night starts to fall [Hook] Uh, no excuses or apologies Ain't no way in hell they ain't gon' say that I ain't body this I be k**ing every n***a breathing bronchitis's Ain't no way in hell they ain't gon' say that I ain't body this Let ‘em know Uh, no excuses or apologies Ain't no way in hell they ain't gon' say that I ain't body this I be k**ing every n***a breathing bronchitis's I be k**ing every n***a breathing bronchitis's Let 'em know