Busdriver, Radioinactive with Daedelus - Glorified Hype Man lyrics

It has been announced earlier this evening
That America’s favorite boy band the Weather
Has disband
Each member refusing to speak to each other
Or the press

Why did you break up? (friction)
Well, we broke up because there were uh
Inter-group pressures
And it was an experiment to begin with
(Last time) sounds like garbage to me

I don’t want to be in this group i want to
Pursue my solo career do coke and do beer
I’ll be broke in a year
And move into my stepparent’s guesthouse
But my mama rants she wants me to move out
I said "not a chance"
And she drowned my pet mouse in my lava lamp
I’m a reluctant star i play g-funk in my car
And my image consultant
Has me wearing an expensive
Chain with a wife-beater
I’m in to petty thieving
You eat veggie-vegan and look like
A sixties civil rights leader
I need new management

(the world i'm turning
I'm floating and free sweet
I'm lifting as smooth as can be)
(Busdriver) anything you can do
I can do better
I can do anything better than you

Precisely when he poisoned Radioinactive
(the famous double?)
With a glass of Saccharin
And threw a dispenser of napkins
At Busdriver over an argument
Over affirmative action that's when we knew
That he (after this commercial break)
Had fallen over
The edge

Friction, friction
Friction always causes heat

Rapper slain on the corner of Wilshire
While on the set of the Spielberg film
'Cocoon-Grin'
Former band mate was sought for questioning
When found wandering Santa Monica
Wearing a headdress asking bystanders
What year it was needless to say
His testimony was discredited

Hey dog, no esé man, nah
That's not how he died esé i learned yo
I was watching america's Most Wanted, holmes
I was sitting right there with my heina dog
I swear to god esé
John Walsh was talking about it dog
He was in the reserves dog he was a man, dog
He died for you esé!

He was like a brother to me
And the dopest rapper ever
To step up to the mic he wanted to fight
In the Gulf War he was a reserve
In the Coast Guard got sent to Iraq
And sent us postcards
With rhymes on the back his moms told us
It was friendly fire on a routine maneuver
Got run over by a tank tire just behind
Enemy lines we weren’t gonna
Pretend to be fine we cried on the record
When we did his rhymes
Got tattoos of his line
"blowing up like landmines
Cause my ish is da bomb" rIP
MC Top Ram

Anything you can do i can do better
I can do anything better than you

We broke up because I beat up and offend
Promoters and club owners
And now they’re screening their
Relatives for blood donors
My love folder's full of wide-rule sheets me
Tribe Unique and OMD paint sky-blue streaks
On the face of mountains but, I do stink
So you will boo

After catching Busdriver
With my baby cousin in the blue Chrysler
I stabbed him in the stomach
With a rusty screwdriver
I tried to get him a tutor cause
He never even learned how to read
He would fake an asthma
Attack before every show
And if he never comes
Back from the Netherlands
That would explain the snowchains
On the tattoo of the school bus on his face
I heard it was because he got locked up for
Selling cocaine on the school bus as a kid

A reunion tour is scheduled
For the following summer

He chose skiing over rapping? Ugh
What a disgrace