Serengeti - I Don't Know by Serengeti lyrics

[Verse 1] f**. Like your girl's cooch dried out Or you get cut from the second hoops tryout Or you get laid off from a company buyout Or your girl's like, “get the f** out of my house” sh** At lwast you write better the words to get Turn your troubles into a million dollar rhyme hit Or move on like, “oh well my girl's gone” Gone like a fad or a tribal tat on your upper arm But sh**, might not really think about the ink It's like the same things like left turns at roller rinks Or rappers, Say goodbye a little longer Get a little closer don't be shy like Arrid Xtra Dry Or a foiled plot, by kidnappers Just go in the bedroom and grab that little ba*tard Or having bags across statelines federal matters You wanna slow down, but it keeps going faster [Hook] How are you doing? Where are you going? The path you're on, it's a slow one Is everything fittin' right? Oh please somebody tell me is it like Yes, No. I don't know. Yes, No. I'm Emo [Verse 2] Ah, man. You got kicked outta school And you broke your tooth tryna' skate a damn pool And, sh**, you don't even skate You were just trying to impress your indie chick date. Then You realize you don't have real friends Would these people be there? That all depends If you had cash, if you had a car If your CDs were selling if you became a star, like [Hook -2] How are you doing? Where are you going? The path you're on, is it slowin? Have you stopped growin? Have you done enough? Or do you wish that you were doing other stuff? How is it going? Are you happy yet? Or is all your time livin in retrospect? Is everything fittin' right? Oh please somebody tell me is it like Yes, No. I'm okay. Yes, No. I don't know Yes, No. I'm okay. Yes, No. I‘m emo [Verse 3] Ah man, you got dropped from your record label Or you get arrested for the usage of pirated cable And you get rap battled by that dude Abel And he serves you in front of your loved girl- Mabel Mabel's so fine, Mabel studies wine But now Mabel's wit' MC Abel all the time And you care, and all you eat for dinner is pears Every year the Cubs lose, so do Da Bears, like [Hook -3] Yes, No. sh**! Are you okay? Tell me. Yeah Say it! You're emo sh**! Yeah. I'm okay Tell your parents, Tell your people, tell the preachers. Tell the pastors. You're emo [spoken.] Yes. Emo. Imo. Ipod. Nemo. Nemo. No. Ipod. Garage. Nemo. I think So. Nemo. Emo. Ipod. Garage. I'm Emo --- .