Kon Hathaway - Basement Bounce lyrics

[VERSE 1] This is how I sound dog, pound paw Illest Cool Whip hitter, no whippets, no mister Just a sweet tooth to speak truth, and say a bunch of "um"'s With the right amount of cognizance to an*lyze it all This is my basement bounce, face the couch, crashing Treasure cove of memories, erase a couple, set em' free Swig it like your poppy do, hiccup juice for obstacles Make it president, I'd vote for it to have a pocket full Baby stubbed it's toe, metaphorically in flow The carpet's feeling soggy and the walls and ceiling drone A cage inside a cage with a roof, all in an ant hill And the water seems to stand still The telescope can't even zoom to here All I care about it ending parties and getting these rooms clear So a solo specimen frozen under the microscope Has a million mindless notes saying 'try to find some hope' [HOOK x2] This is my basement bounce Shouts to the other f**ers cooped up like me Basement Bounce Living in a crypt, where you can't hear thunder or nice things [Verse 2] It's hot as hell, I'm not a shell, I swear I am a human here Sad as Dustin Hoffman, floppin in his retro scuba gear New-ish year, I'll prove it, scared, crumpled in a ball balling A slow hello, Long Goodbye, bigger cast than Rob Altman Every ghost I clink my half empty gla** with Is the same sad sack I relax and I can laugh with "That's rich" ... then what's poor? My vacancy of mind smiles and bile that churns fresh sick? No. I haven't vomited in ten years plus I haven't felt the urge to get well and live outside a crutch Dust off the shut up, sew and thread the new bu*ton I heard the piston say go, it's time for you to move something [HOOK] This is my basement bounce Shouts to the other f**ers cooped up like me Basement Bounce Living in a crypt, where you can't hear thunder or nice things