Buck 65 - Wildlife 2 lyrics
[Buck 65 - Wildlife 2 lyrics]
There's a new cherub in town
As I cross the finish line
Holding on the handlebars
With one hand the battle scars
And rusted metal forks
And the busted pedal vanishes
Something wasn't normal there
All the other campers were dressed
Up in formal wear and everybody's angry
So I decide to form a story
Keep a low profile
And try to find the dormitory
Thinking I was too late
I asked my room mate about
The jackets and dress pants
And he said "The best chance
To stay out of trouble
Ain't a heavy task at all
Be at the gym at 9
For the first game of basketball
Otherwise, you could be collecting dead
Animals around the campsite
By kerosene lamplight
Just like them guys in tuxedos, it's a ripoff
So whatever you do
Just be in time for the tip-off"
God in heaven dead animals?
There was a horrifying silence
Now I'm not the type
To be glorifying violence
But, I'm gonna get physical like Olivia
Newton blasting off to oblivion
Shooting if I got to
It's game time right, and
I'm rockin' the spot
Shot-blockin' and whatnot you know
Me and my team were
Controlling the fourth quarter
I gotta piece of the rock and no
Guards were patrolling the north border
But instead of dunking, I jump
Back, give myself a kiss
Pull up from 12th and miss game over
We put one in the win column
But, I'm scratching my head like I
Got some sort of skin problem
Feeling like a sleazy punk
I could have had the easy dunk
Jesus Fucking Christ why didn't I dunk it?
All the players hit the showers
So did the referee
Everybody left the gymnasium, except for me
I stayed behind for a good 20 minutes
Maybe 24 to slam a whole
Whole bunch of times, and many more
Just to show improvement to myself until
It goes on for long enough
And when I finally went to put my clothes on
A message written on a piece of paper
From a notebook saying "put this on"
With a tuxedo on the coat hook
In the locker was there
As I cross the finish line
Holding on the handlebars
With one hand the battle scars
And rusted metal forks
And the busted pedal vanishes
Something wasn't normal there
All the other campers were dressed
Up in formal wear and everybody's angry
So I decide to form a story
Keep a low profile
And try to find the dormitory
Thinking I was too late
I asked my room mate about
The jackets and dress pants
And he said "The best chance
To stay out of trouble
Ain't a heavy task at all
Be at the gym at 9
For the first game of basketball
Otherwise, you could be collecting dead
Animals around the campsite
By kerosene lamplight
Just like them guys in tuxedos, it's a ripoff
So whatever you do
Just be in time for the tip-off"
God in heaven dead animals?
There was a horrifying silence
Now I'm not the type
To be glorifying violence
But, I'm gonna get physical like Olivia
Newton blasting off to oblivion
Shooting if I got to
It's game time right, and
I'm rockin' the spot
Shot-blockin' and whatnot you know
Me and my team were
Controlling the fourth quarter
I gotta piece of the rock and no
Guards were patrolling the north border
But instead of dunking, I jump
Back, give myself a kiss
Pull up from 12th and miss game over
We put one in the win column
But, I'm scratching my head like I
Got some sort of skin problem
Feeling like a sleazy punk
I could have had the easy dunk
Jesus Fucking Christ why didn't I dunk it?
All the players hit the showers
So did the referee
Everybody left the gymnasium, except for me
I stayed behind for a good 20 minutes
Maybe 24 to slam a whole
Whole bunch of times, and many more
Just to show improvement to myself until
It goes on for long enough
And when I finally went to put my clothes on
A message written on a piece of paper
From a notebook saying "put this on"
With a tuxedo on the coat hook
In the locker was there