Dropout - Urge Overkill

This song has a pretty long intro Just be patient Tatted all on my chest, lavender in my scents Always throw in some lemongrass, got faux fur on my bed Got a 50-inch on the wall, got a studio down the hall Got a love sofa in the corner 'case you want to fuck around and get weird Got window seats with the sheers, got a living room with the views And I dropped cable, turned to cord cutting Got some fiber speed in this bitch Like 26 with no kids, like 26 with no bitch My ma, step-dad, and Marcus Ryan all got keys to my crib And I haven't worn a shirt in like days, JR Smith, swish I don't fuck with no J's I don't fuck with no jeans I don't fuck with no games I don't fuck with no streams I don't follow no trends And I don't understand the hype behind Fortnite, put two weeks into this I don't care about y'all, I don't care about y'all Look, it's fuck your mom And, it's fuck your dad And, it's fuck your kids And, it's fuck your job And, it's fuck your bitch And, it's fuck your guy I just want to make it clear to all of y'all that your feelings can suck my dick I've been in chill mode, chill mode I ain't been talking to no one, I been in my chill mode All of my peers have been talking 'bout things, like they real though When none of 'em even got lives, and that's on the real though Shut off your phone, shut off your phone Get off the couch, get out the house You ain't got shit to say, you ain't got shit to say You ain't got shit to say, why you always gotta say shit? A lot of debt for a dropout (a whole lot) A bad rep with the cops, 'cause I don't follow laws Dropped a song a week last year, a few months and then I quit (I quit) I was waking up at five, for some dude to watch me piss 'Cause I got caught up with drugs, I ain't bragging, that shit sucked I'm just saying, I still dropped, even with my full time job So when I login into Twitter, and everybody wanna bitch I can't help but think like, "Dog, y'all can hashtag suck my dick" (And I) I ain't been one for the phases, just try things on occasion Little bit of drink, with the weed Little molly, never xans, taking bumps off of credit cards Where every single girl is a matador That work them nights, Diablo That push more weight than Pablo That 'cause I spit, they swallow Bad times, good times Ain't no point in keeping track nowadays, ain't we Really good at finding ways to make it Really good at making blanket statements Really bad at picking up the calls Really good at never calling back Really good at knocking on the door Always end up walking through it last Told myself this shit is gonna pass And no one here deserve a fucking pass Talking to yourselves became a trend And I still always end up getting tagged I don't give a fuck about this rap, every song I listen to is trash Tired of all these 'work with' tweets about Features I don't give a fuck about I been on the mother-fucking cusp, y'all on everybody else's nuts Y'all be so concerned about some buzz You come across as insecure as Russ Wrote, you rapped, you sang, you made the beat That's probably why your shit all sound the same Used to listen when you used to speak But now it's like, "the fuck he got to say?" Me I shouldn't even get involved, all you bitches do is have debates Y'all be so impressive with your words When you ain't looking someone in the face Wonder what it's like to have the time And let that shit all go to fucking waste Always doing things you shouldn't try And never doing anything you say Reminder I'm alive I know I've been gone Gone for a while Trust I'm alive I'm still alive, I'm still alive College dropout, college dropout Just a college dropout, college dropout I'm still alive, bitch I'm still alive Bitch I'm still alive, I'm so alive, I'm still alive I know your impatient, please be patient That's all I'm sayin', that's all I'm sayin' Bitch I'm still alive Trust me when I'm gone I'm never really gone, no, no, no, no Bitch I'm still alive ooh-ooh-ooh I'm stayin' ooh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh Bitch I'm so alive I don't wanna ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh

Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Workin', know one thing for certain I woke up this morning feelin' like a different person My path is leadin' to progression, tryna get to perfect Malcolm X, with the chopper, lookin' out the curtains, uh It was each and every day and night I had to fight and turn the fear into a source of might The source of light inside my spirit looked like dynamite I think I may, I think I might take 'em out of sight I was the runt of the litter, now my fangs bigger And my legs quicker I had to jump into the pit and swing my elbows Became the one who held the torch the day that hell froze Burnin' till my name rang bells so When it all comes down, will you give it up? And if you do it, how the hell should I know? Least I know how that feels, I'll be keepin' shit real If you don't get dark, then you'll never glow They told her to hold to the window Least I know how that feels, I'll be keepin' shit real They wanted me to break, wanted me to quit Wanted me to die and be done with it But I got my second wind The real bill, I could never be a counterfeit Look, make 'em listen now Things be lookin' little different where I'm sittin' now Never figured I'd end up in this position At the same time feelin' like forever I been spittin' out the same rhymes Never take a back seat Treat the session like a track meet The way I'm laughin' at these haters who gon' catch me Black cat, evolution of the black sheep 'Cause I've been goin', how it happened, don't ask me Resurrected, redirected on a new scale Kill the game, guess they'll have to write a new will In the end I never lose, you know me too well Go against me playa, you won't do well When it all comes down, will you give it up? And if you do it, how the hell should I know? Least I know how that feels, I'll be keepin' shit real If you don't get dark, then you'll never glow They told her to hold to the window Least I know how that feels, I'll be keepin' shit real Ooh, yeah! Everybody says I'm better off dead! But what they really mean is life just a dream When it all comes down, will you give it up? And if you do it, how the hell should I know? Least I know how that feels, I'll be keepin' shit real If you don't get dark, then you'll never glow They told her to hold to the window Least I know how that feels, I'll be keepin' shit real

Now a good friend of mine Sat with me and he cried He told me a story I know he ain't lying Said he went for a job And Mr. Man said Without an education You might as well be dead Now don't get me wrong He said, it's not who you are But people come to me From near and far But I do just what And I follow the rules I didn't have an education So I had to go back to school Tell me one more time, people now What do you say? Without an education You might as well be dead One more time What do you say? Without an education You might as well be dead My friends told all his buddies That he loved so well And of their personal troubles I will not tell Now those guys didn't seem good And they didn't seem bad They didn't seem so happy And I know they weren't sad But the point isn't That they follow the rules They got an education And they all been in school Now underneath his tears I could see the true fact When he dropped out of school He never, never went back Tell me one more time, people What do you say? Without an education You might as well be dead Got to, got to, got to listen now, now What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead So one day he got tired Of his little spending change So he looked up his friends To check their pay range When he got there, the crib He found that he was a drag 'Cause man, they were clean And his clothes were like rags One was a business man With the plenty of dough He had his thing so set up You know he couldn't blow The other had his job so uptight He had his whole family And his kids all out of sight Tell me one more time now What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead You got to, got to, got to get a little learning What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead What made him so hurt That these were his friends and he was a drag They looked at him And he was in the same old bag For his friends they worked real hard When the work day was through Now, he realized He should have done the same thing too Tell me one more time now What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead You got to, got to, got to get a little learning now What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead For the last time, I'm gonna say They kept on pushing When the going was tough And now they know That things don't seem so rough So kids, stay in school Don't be no drag Take a fool's advise And stay out of that bag Look here, tell me, Bobby tell me one more time What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead Tell me, The Jewels, tell me now one more time What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead Everybody, tell me one more time What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead You got to, got to, got to, got to get some learning now What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead Don't be a drop-out, stay in school now listen to me What do you say? Kids, kids Might as well be dead No, no What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead Stay in school, have a good time What do you say? Don't, don't, don't ever blame Don't ever blame, don't ever blame, come on

Your story, sad to tell A teenage ne'er do well Most mixed up, non-delinquent on the block Your future's so unclear now What's left of your career now? Can't even get a trade-in on your smock La, lala, la, lala, la, lala, la La, lala, la, lala La, lala, la, lala La, lala, la, lala La Beauty school dropout No graduation day for you Beauty school dropout Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo Well, at least you could have taken time To wash and clean your clothes up After spending all that dough to have The doctor fix your nose up! Baby, get moving (better get movin') Why keep your feeble hopes alive? What are you proving? (What are you provin'?) You've got the dream, but not the drive! If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to high school Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout) Hangin' around the corner store Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout) It's about time you knew the score! Well, they couldn't teach you anything You think you're such a looker But no customer would go to you unless she was a hooker! Baby, don't sweat it (don't sweat it) You're not cut out to hold a job Better forget it (forget it) Who wants their hair done by a slob? Now your bangs are curled, your lashes whirled But still the world is cruel Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school Baby, don't blow it Don't put my good advice to shame Baby, you know it Even Dear Abby'd say the same! Now I've called the shot, get off the pot I really gotta fly! Gotta be going to that, malt shop, in the sky! Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout) Go back to high school Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout) Go back to high school Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout) Go back to high school

Say, you see that nigga in the cut, yeah him right there Aye watch him, he keep lookin' over here Bae, bae, they must be thinkin' we won't rock out Soon as them niggas pop out, I'm bound to let some shots out We pull up I'ma jump out, he run I blow his shit off In front that house keep actin' Like you raw, you can't live off (bitch) 400 grand, I buy a lamb and chop the top off I'm tryna drop a block off, you play we blow the block off Want smoke? we gon' rock out, I'm a rich fuckin' dropout (yeah) Come out the window, swing that cut around and knock 'em all off That menace shit, that Fat Boy leanin' shit, watch how that draco get Home of the land, I'm talkin hunnid' bands, that's how you catch a bitch Bust his head, now I could tell you how to stretch a bitch Give you a test, now I can't tell you how to pass the shit I'm caught up in this flexin' shit, these niggas on that rappin' shit That 4, 0 that's that Cali' shit, now I be quick to clap a bitch Lil Ben, this that ratchet shit, that money I'ma stack the shit Now I can't smoke no weed but best believe I be on activist I'm reckless, I'ma walk up to that hoe and whip my cock out I bet that bitch she talk loud, cut up and I'ma shoot y'all I'm short and that hoe too tall, pussy tight she give me blue balls 3, 3 that's only one call, Say they know me, I don't know ya'll (I don't know you bitch) Bae, they must be thinkin' we won't rock out Soon as them niggas pop out, I'm bound to let some shots out We pull up I'ma jump out, he run I blow his shit off In front that house keep actin' Like you raw, you can't live off (bitch) 400 grand, I buy a lamb and chop the top off I'm tryna drop a block off, you play we blow the block off Want smoke? we gon' rock out, I'm a rich fuckin' dropout (yeah) Come out the window, swing that cut around and knock 'em all off Yeah bitch, 38 baby 2 I'm sayin' what it is, yeah, playin' we gon' step on you Slime, I'm straight out that north nigga I ain't never play 'round like that bitch ass nigga Draw to talk shit what you 'bout you better stand on that Bae, they must be thinkin' we won't rock out Soon as them niggas pop out, I'm bound to let some shots out We pull up I'ma jump out, he run I blow his shit off In front that house keep actin' like you raw, you can't live off Nigga, huh

Rilès you should do this Rilès better do that Don't fuck with them backups Me Santiago, I got my path Rilès you should do this Rilès better do that With me no "in case of" All my rivals I gotta smack Dropped out of school but I'm not rich 20, understood it wasn't worth it My dreams didn't need a master degree I finally figured out time was the enemy Now I see, been looking at me like I'm a felony Dissing me, nobody betting shit on my victory When I Be, on the mic my mind going A.D.H.D Don't wanna read Dickens no more, I got Rakim or Kendrick If I don't sing or rap I lock myself and I produce The only break I like is when you're mentioning the rules Thank God I woke up everyday, I fuck with no excuse You wanna try a syncope, I put you in my shoes Never showing up at them party Eat, sleep, study and get wasted 2004 I feel like Kanye I'm leaving to remain on my way Rilès you should do this Rilès better do that Don't fuck with them backups Me Santiago, I got my path Rilès you should do this Rilès better do that With me no "in case of" All my rivals I gotta smack Smack, smack Never crack, crack, crack Skepticism making many men whack, whack, whack, Are they mad, mad, mad? Never mind, mind, mind. The more they hate the brighter Imma shine Yeah, the higher Imma climb Struggle never lets me down That's why Imma get them high If you follow my workout plan, Bitch you will make it through the wire Always falling down Never flew away Jesus walks above my steps He's slow jamming with Ray School Spirit, mayhem Two Words, no degree Family almost dead Business resurrecting it Always had the last call on evey single shit I did Spaceship is my passport Local gym is where I live Never showing up at them party Eat, sleep, study and get wasted 2004 I feel like Kanye Rilès you should do this Rilès better do that Don't fuck with them backups Me Santiago, I got my path Rilès you should do this Rilès better do that With me no "in case of" All my rivals I gotta sm- Now you wanna fuck with us, you want that shit then bounce I'm always with my bros never down, down, down Of course I can be King, just gotta snatch the crown Rilès you should do this Rilès better do that Don't fuck with them backups No graduation day but I'm fine

If you do the horn blow up against the night Somewhere at the party should be Alright Did you break the fox, all by electric record Somewhere with the damage control Did I get turn over night? Did I get turn over bricks? Black in the eyes Feeling sensation, Im just getting by Do all the answer but that doesnt mean a thing Treating me damn well, treat me to hell Im a pig, Im a pig, pig, pig, pig Better get you and turn on my name Better get turn on my name Yeah you know just where I live Im a pig, Im a pig, pig, pig Ready for my blackest . Alright, alright Feeling in the black whole caring all the everybody and they carry on Then I get turn over and get right Then I get turn over again Celebrate tunes and get the eye For all sensations just getting by They know the answer but I know the rage Treat me well, to the hell Treat me well, fly to the hell Chipping up the Drive me through your They dont get nothing at all They dont get turn on my game Not your buissines where Ive been Im a pig, Im a pig, pig, pig, pig They dont know what I can do They got all from you And all the trees are watching you so get you a war Cuz he heal you after all And all the dreams are what you are And you fly, its time, its time But you Welcome to the Rodeo Tthen I get turn on my game Im ok, better get turn on my game Not your buissines where Ive been Im a pig, Im a pig, pig, pig, pig

Only way to feel the noise is when it's good and loud So good I can't believe it's screaming with the crowd Don't sweat it, get it back to you Don't sweat it, get it back to you Overkill, Overkill, Overkill, shut up On your feet you feel the beat, straight to your spine [Incomprehensible] it must be balck a kiss won't make you blind Don't sweat it, get it back to you Don't sweat it, get it back to you Overkill, Overkill, Overkill, shut up Know your body's made to move, you feel it in your guts Rock 'n' roll ain't [Incomprehensible] if it don't make you strut Don't sweat it, get it back to you Don't sweat it, get it back to you, look out Overkill, Overkill, Overkill, [Incomprehensible]