Big Ears Glenn, Will Wood - Hey lyrics

(Hey everybody, um
I think this is the part of the
Song where you're supposed to say something
So, I got Will Wood with me, Cloud's hittin'
On the beat, and right here, yours truly
Phenomenal)

Ay, yeah I heard it through the grape vine
All you do is whine about me
Yeah you got success
But I guess you really hate mine
I mean the little that I
Have, my Gucci's lookin' great, right?

Wait, before you raise your fist up
Realise I'm ahead like my body's
Gettin' the dick sucked
Lookin' at my lyrics like "This dude
Is quite a sick fuck"
Sweeter than the cake boss
Made it to the play offs
Run the whole game 'til they
Had to drop a napalm
To stop me from destroying
The establishment created
To deflate an egocentric little kid like
Me to never make it
Yeah, and I'm a five-six hitter
Knock 'em out the park when
They try for a splitter
You try so hard to stay alive for the winter
But your mind's gettin' thinner
Just to whine for a little

If a man tries to fight
Imma rock him in his left eye
The looking great
So I'm ready for the next guy
Sort them with some knowledge like
A guru or a hops into my car
I'm gonna leave him on the west side
Leave him in Seattle in a garden of sounds
'Til the dark overflows and
Hardens around his body
Like a coffin that gets carted around
And then gets made into a show

Cold as ice, I'm a bird in the skies
Maybe you caught that with the
Words in your mind
The second part is easy, it's the first
Cause I'm colder than the night when
You look into my eyes

I'm a mean motherfucker
I'ma send your ass to Germany! yeah, 1938
Before the war beneath the purple rain
And frankly Mrsaid you shivered when
You heard my name
So then you smite the magic
Little bullet to endure the pain
I'm starting to think these
Words will drain the
I blow away these feelings
I'm Nirvana like I'm Kurt Cobain
Oops, don't forget
I'll take you out like you're Ferdinand!

I am glamorously amorous
Amburgers on my sandal list
The fantasy like, ramblin’ to Los Angeles
A st-st-st-st-stutterin' victim
Of hallucinogens didn’t spit the beta strips
Cause now I’m permatrippin’
In a technicolor Mecca with
Kaleidoscopic optical nerves
Tropical birds, blot 'n' droppin’ absurdist
Absurd disses a nihilist
Analyst psychiatrist
Probably end up on a list for buying meds
Under a pharmacology, am I so gone
Ain't gonna see this government
I think it's sick and twisted but I think it
Fit's the mystic manor that the brain damage
Let the pain management
Lysergide my medicine I bought now
Is meant to fix
The weird fucker I was born to die as
Help me be even more myself than I am
With a criminal, a medical
A man of many chemicals
Subjectively sober still had
Me trippin’ balls
Meddling with synthetics and
Anesthetic solutionary
Visionary, missionary
Skimming through obituaries
Overdosed on life, the words on my dying
Breath, "I am not just the drugs
I am the side effects!" oh! Hoo!

Alright, I'm out of breath now
Will Wood! What's up guys, uh, follow me on
Instagram, buy my fucking shirts
Cause, uh, money, please