爛咖 Slacker - xxslowly34

Slacker, a person who shirts his work or duty A person who evades military service in the wartime I know one thing, man, I'm gonna have my kicks Before the whole shit house goes up in flame You know what I'm sayin'? Eat, drink and be merry, tomorrow you may die That's what life's about, man, good times, a little salad Yo yo, I'm a product of reaganomics, neurotic They sayin' homage is gone up, inhaling chronic The oddest I'm stayin' honest, I'm 'bout to make it famous So you can take that J O B and you can shove it up your anus I ain't never understood how the world works But I always understood why the girls twerk For a baller not a 9 to 5 Barely makin' it with disgust behind your eyes So I just, grip my piece, rip off fleece Out to take your lip off chief, with my peeps We ruthless, if you got money then deuce it Goofs get toothless, with loose off 2 fifths, we useless I wanna kick it but ain't got the dough Sneak in the concert, trip and make 'em stop the show We gots to go, push me and I sock the po' Gettin' the bail from my parents is impossible (I'm a slacker) Never did I have a lotta dough (I'm a slacker) Smoking pot and watching videos (I'm a slacker) Go whichever way the wind blows Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know (I'm a slacker) Every time I take a look around (I'm a slacker) Stuck up on the faces around (I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker) I don't do enough, I just fool around Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound? Now you can tell by my everyday fits, I ain't rich I sneak with a piece when I grit I'm just another gat man caught up in the mix Tryna take your dollar and your 15 cents, I grind with a pistol I stay rid of you lames, y'all gay, I play video games all day When Kans City Mo brangs, it's gritty slow game We diddy-bop with really no change, y'all pay And people holla, "How you do that there "Why your pants hanging low, and why you grew that hair?" Lightin' a bleezle or with my people ridin' a Regal Always in trouble with coppers 'cause we drivin' illegal I ain't never givin' them lee-way to hear me nay The judicial assembly's gay hey I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day Tryin' get with Def Jam, Loud or MCA (I'm a slacker) Never did I have a lotta dough (I'm a slacker) Smoking pot and watching videos (I'm a slacker) Go whichever way the wind blows Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know (I'm a slacker) Every time I take a look around (I'm a slacker) Stuck up on the faces around (I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker) I don't do enough, I just fool around Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound? Yo yo check Get to the party and my homies got to pay for me Holidays them just be another day for me Gettin drunk, hopin' I get to the crib safely Pray for me, 'cause I'm needin' money majorly Sit at home watchin' MTV with a empty Never buy it, don't deny it, I'm the fear I'ma be You say get a job? I say hit a knob 'Cause the way you run the world is every bit a fraud So what you askin' me? You get no tax from me I got whites, natives, and Mexicans, and blacks with me I'm tryin' get up there with Master P, pass the D 'Cause that's the way it has to be We bust to be free, we trust to be G So fuck who be glee, it sucks to be me (I'm a slacker) Never did I have a lotta dough (I'm a slacker) Smoking pot and watching videos (I'm a slacker) Go whichever way the wind blows Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know (I'm a slacker) Every time I take a look around (I'm a slacker) Stuck up on the faces around (I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker) I don't do enough, I just fool around Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound? (I'm a slacker) Never did I have a lotta dough (I'm a slacker) Smoking pot and watching videos (I'm a slacker) Go whichever way the wind blows Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know (I'm a slacker) Every time I take a look around (I'm a slacker) Stuck up on the faces around (I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker) I don't do enough, I just fool around Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound? I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker

And without comedy I don't know if I could be me Only thing separating Being loved from being hated And if I weren't funny I don't think that you would like me I'm not what you really think I think I have the joking disease Andy Kaufman was the king But women weren't the only thing He was wrestling Carlin could've had everything But he's the greatest 'Cause he came to his senses Robin Williams appeared happy But it's apparent now that he'd Always been struggling With what genuinity means The performance is a means of retreat Because if it weren't for comedy I wouldn't realize that everything on TV Was about as authentic as asking A stranger how their day is going With salt like this some is Bound to end up in the wound As soon as one quip is made Another is in the queue Whether or not I'm being sincere No one would have a clue Because every second thing I say Isn't remotely true Maybe it's just a way to mask how I feel The ability to pass off anything Was the appeal Having genuine discourse now Would feel surreal I think I'm much too far past The point of being real And if I weren't funny I don't think that you would like me Only thing separating Being loved from being hated And if I weren't funny I don't think that I could be me Only thing that is allowing Me to be any sort of interesting And without comedy The act committing to being oblique I wouldn't realize that everything on TV Was about as real as me And if I weren't funny I don't think that you would like me Thoughts would coincide with speaking I'd tell you how I really feel And if I weren't funny I don't think that you would like me I'm not what you really think I think I have the joking disease "Thank you so much."

Roommates are very hard to please Can't even get away with Keeping my keys on my belt loop What kind of petty shit is that? Already put on my shoes on the welcome mat If I could relate to anybody, it'd be Costanza 'Cause my life is plagued by minor inconveniences And I can't stand it ("Can't stand ya!") Helps build character though But at what cost? Can't even seem to keep a girl for a week And then I'm chasing her Halfway across the country I wish life was like Seinfeld So I could have a laugh track over Every time that I got hurt By a girl or by a friend I really want this episode to end So I can move on to see you Nothing left in my room but a bed And that's all that's left to remind me Of you, after you left ("I think it moved") When you walked in on one of them naked Pretty sure he hadn't just been swimming So he couldn't even fake it ("I was in the pool!") I can't take it Don't understand a word of what the Baby downstairs is crying about Wish I could be more sympathetic But I'm not bilingual Unless we talkin' Mexican! ("We speak Spanish, pendejo") Car Seat Headrest got me in the rear Recording vocals so my roommates wouldn't hear Although in my room is where I'll produce beats Only sound you hear is me tapping at the keys On the laptop even though I got a MIDI But the connection's loose So that was kind of a waste of my money One more thing to strip my pride from me If my life were televised I'd maybe find it a bit more funny I wish life was like Seinfeld So I could have a laugh track over Every time that I got hurt By a girl or by a friend I really want this episode to end Our relationship might have started out A bit too physical for me And that is not what I'm into I'd rather get to know you Before I see your skin Should I stay or should I go? Finally established myself somewhere Other than my hometown But everyone I know is gone Except my roommates and their unending problems Roommates are very hard to please Can't even get away with making my smoothie In the morning before work Gotta do it the night before The consistency won't be the same And I can't drink it anymore I wish life was like Seinfeld So I could have a laugh track over Every time that I got hurt By a girl or by a friend I really want this song to end

Lost my faith in my government, gonna watch TV in my apartment Get up in the morning, get the paper I got a heroin girl, I'm gonna save her Secretly I'm hoping she'll save me or at least give me drugs and call me baby How'm I gonna find a new drummer? Been playing with him since last summer Fed up with the internet bullshit and I've got to make it home before sunset Get home, light the candles and I break bread, bless the wine and drink it, turn my face red I hope I look cool on TV, with my brand new band, you'd want to see me Make it all go away Make it all go away Make it all go away Make it all go away Make it all go away Make it all go away And sometimes in the night, when I'm out of my senses, ah I see a wide open country without any fences, ah I see white crosses burning across a dark landscape, ah And there's no hidden key and there's no secret handshake, ah Adria Adria And if ever my prayer should ascend to some heaven, ah Adria (Adria)