Doug F. - Underdog lyrics

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Doug F. - Underdog lyrics

[Travis] Idiosyncratic flows, down the sink, there it goes Led to the honeys like secreting pheromones Sharp like a razor, man we ain't talking camera phones Yeah we done nailed it, go ahead get your hammer on Expand upon your thesis, what, you think you the best or somethin'? Well we've all said that before, man, you're just f**ing parrotin' Don't mean to ruffle your feathers, but you get a demerit, son For thinking after watching the throne, you'll inherit it You're just a kid, go to camp, pitch a tent, tie a knot I know your mommy said you're special, but dude I'm sorry you're not So take a hike, tell ghost stories, maybe make yourself a s'more And get back to us when your sh** ain't such a motherf**ing bore Board yourself up in a cabin, it worked for Bon Iver But honestly, we'd probably all forget you're even there Don't act like you're better than us, not even au pair You got a pie in your pants like you're playing Double Dare [Hook] If it's not my turn, well then I can wait Cause it's coming around soon, well at least I think so I don't care what you've got to say The underdog is here to stay Don't you know you will rue the day When you promised that our dreams would blow away I don't care what you've got to say The underdog is here to stay [Andrew] Yup yup yup, we got heat Staying right up on that fire like some chopped meat And I ain't try to come across like I was co*ky But there ain't nothing you can say that's gonna stop me I'm so f**ing sadistic when it comes to this sick sh** So hard, when the beat hits, you'll call Dr. Lipschitz f** a ballistic, keep rising and rising Never come down--what, you thought this sh** was surprising? I make my own rules and I play my own game Keep perfecting my own, while y'all staying the same What you're saying is lame; put some f**ing heart in it I'm just trying to be real, I ain't trying to start with it Can you explain to me how it's plain to see Everywhere I look, just f**ing lames and me? And I've been putting in work patiently So one day it's all gonna change, you see. I f**ing swear it [Hook] [Doug F.] In the dark days, in alleyways, they get your revenue They grabbing you, they grasping you, like “Who the f** you running to?” Cause Superman is busy with Lex Luthor and Doomsday Now you're in a jam cause you took a shortcut of hearsay And today, you thought to take the dark, ominous path Saw the 2 plus 2, but forgot to figure the math Now they getting away with all your cents and your cash Thinking, “If the Dog was here, then he'd be whooping your a**!” Never fear, we are here, yeah the underdogs is here Striking fear up in here, so you never have to shed a tear Grab a beer, cause the worst is already behind you I'll be right there when trouble is ready to find you For the geeks, for the nerds, and the dorks and all Man, and I'll be right there when you ain't standing tall You should never ever worry cause I ain't far at all To come through and save the underdog in us all [Hook] [Cheldon McQueen] It was all a dream, I used to read Playboy magazine For all forever every hater get the middle fing Was usually tied up tripping on every little thing But now I'm dumb, cause I don't even know what little means Now my team calling shots from the limousine With more juice in our system than a lemon press When's the last time you heard em iller than McQueen? Lemme guess We are the underdogs of gods That's too raw for stars so I guess this means war Life's still a beach, so I guess this means sure Already gave em the world, so I guess this means more Breath taken from Tuesdays before Before the underdogs were over the billboards No more religion I guess my jeans off Took a step forward, looked up, guess what I saw A bunch of kids that's Just happy to meet him Just happy to see him Be just happy to be him Hop up in the BM, take me back to liam Back to the future I'm just happy to lead em Feel like a boss, could it be just another Ross Gifted and cold, could it be just a colored Claus But Santa couldn't add this to his planner The underdogs? No, we this summer's Gods

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