Yeah This is not a test, check (easy does it) Please turn my headphones up a little bit (easy does it) Yeah Ay Hello friends, Cudder again Gotta smack 'em with some shit before the world ends Same old denims, worn for days I been home makin' jams and many wonderful waves I see in many wondrous shades Peekin' out the shadows at a new landscape I've been trapped in my mind, I've been tryna escape Fame and loneliness, the recipe for disaster I can't handle this shit, I'ma get plastered I just wanna go fast, I'm a bastard I won't stop till I'm where I wanna be in line And there's so many things to do in the in-between time That's to say I don't get lost and lose my fuckin' mind Thinkin' 'bout the days I was broke, fuck me up sometimes How did I do it, why the kids love me so? Cause they connect with Cudder, real simple Now let me set the groove with some cello On the outside lookin' into this mellow But sometimes I wanna just shoot my fuckin' face off I'm talkin' game over, defeated the boss Hope with age I can cope with my rage I'm so damn passionate, they're no safe plain The dealer dwellin', I'm always in the zone Why did God let Hell in? It's just a nigga, man Man, listen, I'm tryna find a way to tuck this niña in my skinnies It's kinda tough, I don't know see how they did it in the eighties My angels ride for me, at all costs My dad is tellin' me, "Don't stress, go and floss" Live a little, I got you pop Love kiddo, my negro Somebody better save them, God 'Cause young Scott Mescudi stayed on his job The leader of the delinquents (Delinquents, delinquents, delinquents...) The leader of the delinquents (Delinquents, delinquents, delinquents...) The leader of the delinquents (Delinquents, delinquents, delinquents...) The leader of the delinquents (Delinquents, delinquents, delinquents...) Uh, a'ight Put the flow in the bag, kept it sealed on 'em When I'm drivin', well it depends, so many in the Honda Broke up with this girl, she was trippin' Couldn't understand my life and the world that kept me stressed about My SLS is pearl, bitch, please don't call it white And that nigga, he went back while I was trippin' of the white A jealous mothafucka, that's the shit that I don't like You got a girl better love her man, you gotta cuff her tight Because so many people have the nerve You ask about Cudder and I bet you fuckin' heard Hm, they call me legend and I'm feelin' twenty-six You mad, you mad, you mad, Cudder in this bitch I'm an unstoppable fucker, from the land where my niggas be Pop a Perc', start to mumble, my fam jokin', rollin' tree You see this walk, you know my face All hail King WZRD in your motherfuckin' space, you love it The leader of the delinquents (Delinquents, delinquents, delinquents...) The leader of the delinquents (Delinquents, delinquents, delinquents...) The leader of the delinquents (Delinquents, delinquents, delinquents...) The leader of the delinquents (Delinquents, delinquents, delinquents...)

An only child alone and wild A cabinet maker's son His hands were meant For different work And his heart was known to none He left his home and went his lone And solitary way And he gave to me a gift I know I never can repay A quiet man of music Denied a simpler fate He tried to be a soldier once But his music wouldn't wait He earned his love through discipline A thundering, velvet hand His gentle means of sculpting souls Took me years to understand The leader of the band is tired And his eyes are growing old But his blood runs through my instrument And his song is in my soul My life has been a poor attempt To imitate the man I'm just a living legacy To the leader of the band My brothers' lives were different For they heard another call One went to Chicago And the other to St. Paul And I'm in Colorado When I'm not in some hotel Living out this life I've chose And come to know so well I thank you for the music And your stories of the road I thank you for the freedom When it came my time to go I thank you for the kindness And the times when you got tough And, papa, I don't think I said 'I love you' near enough The leader of the band is tired And his eyes are growing old But his blood runs through my instrument And his song is in my soul My life has been a poor attempt To imitate the man I'm just a living legacy To the leader of the band I am a living legacy to the leader of the band

I believe submarines Underneath deep blue seas Saw the flags Japanese No one will believe me Ran back to the town bar And I told the people how I had seen the submarine And everyone laughed aloud I did spy periscopes Dead of night on the eastern coast The police made them jokes Told me I'd seen a ghost Everyone thinks I'm a liar No one knows the truth If it was a bigger fire I would be on the roof Ships will rust in Baldwin Bay (Let me go!) No one trusts what I say (I don't know!) Oh my God, no one paid (Attention!) Overnight, my hair turned grey (Oh oh oh!) In the end it boils down to credibility I had none, so I will die with the secrets of the sea (Submarine can't find me!) Submarine (Submarine!)