Sage Francis - Swedish Fish lyrics
[Sage Francis - Swedish Fish lyrics]
Yo we're not gonna take it
No! We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take itanymore!
To all my intelligent motherfuckers
(Word! Yo yo, aiiight aiight
Peace dunny! No doubt peace respect)
To all my inbred knuckleheads
Reppin' the culture
(yeah, represent that shit! True respect)
To all the clever ass fuckers out there
(Shit is real! Shit is
Motherfuckin' real! Peace)
To all my Swedish Fish
(Swim wit me holla if ya hear
Me booaw booaw booaw booaw)
Sage Francis oh yeah that's one
Of these smart motherfuckers right?
Yeah one of those kids that'll
Think ya to death hahaha
This Osgood-Schlatters Syndrome in my bones
And my knee hurts
Must have jumped into an unclean
Gene pool feet first
The rebirth of slick hair
With more "Wooo"s than Ric Flair
Got me blockin' eyes and ears and the
Rest of my senses are prepared
From the thick air that I breath
How did I get here? I believe
It's time to scream, "What's the chime?"
They leave no trace
Remove the birth marks from your face
Being handicapped is a bitch
But I'm sick of watching her
Park in my space how 'bout I hop up on your
Face and pop this wheely
Clutch my stick shift, you gots to feel me
Growin' too big for the clown costumes
Stupid wig got self proclaimed vets in the
Game askin' their dogs
"Who's the new kid?"
I say, "Um, I'm 32"
Been here for more than 10 years
And never heard of you
So what the fucks your curfew?
"Say what? 10 years? God damn!?
That's practically a decade" and
I say, "So, you a math man?"
How 'bout we go 50 50 on our friendship
They say, "Meet me half way
Fuck this 50% shit!"
How smart are we? Very smart
Received a Valentine's Day voice
Mail from Mary hart and then I passed out
Plus the lights were blinking
Too much leisure induces seizures
I'm blacked out but it
Looks like I'm thinking
Reaching for the ceiling
Pulling down the skyline
You knew I was around
Once I broaden your horizon just to
Show you the night time
Captain Kirk beam me back to Price Line
And buy my ticket out of the pop culture
There's no intelligent life to find
I'm off the meter, off the hook
I'm off-line frankly I'm awful
So underground
I need an oxygen tank and snorkel untrying
To the simple minded, plain and normal
One time take me Lord, make me mortal
Yeah, to all my intelligent motherfuckers
(Let's build! Respect respect shit
Is real B! yeah, respect)
Peace to all my headcrackin' melon bruisers
(Ayo, aiight aiight no doubt
Get this money yo)
Respect to all my dumb bitches
(True my shit is real ho
Respect respect ha yo true)
No! We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take itanymore!
To all my intelligent motherfuckers
(Word! Yo yo, aiiight aiight
Peace dunny! No doubt peace respect)
To all my inbred knuckleheads
Reppin' the culture
(yeah, represent that shit! True respect)
To all the clever ass fuckers out there
(Shit is real! Shit is
Motherfuckin' real! Peace)
To all my Swedish Fish
(Swim wit me holla if ya hear
Me booaw booaw booaw booaw)
Sage Francis oh yeah that's one
Of these smart motherfuckers right?
Yeah one of those kids that'll
Think ya to death hahaha
This Osgood-Schlatters Syndrome in my bones
And my knee hurts
Must have jumped into an unclean
Gene pool feet first
The rebirth of slick hair
With more "Wooo"s than Ric Flair
Got me blockin' eyes and ears and the
Rest of my senses are prepared
From the thick air that I breath
How did I get here? I believe
It's time to scream, "What's the chime?"
They leave no trace
Remove the birth marks from your face
Being handicapped is a bitch
But I'm sick of watching her
Park in my space how 'bout I hop up on your
Face and pop this wheely
Clutch my stick shift, you gots to feel me
Growin' too big for the clown costumes
Stupid wig got self proclaimed vets in the
Game askin' their dogs
"Who's the new kid?"
I say, "Um, I'm 32"
Been here for more than 10 years
And never heard of you
So what the fucks your curfew?
"Say what? 10 years? God damn!?
That's practically a decade" and
I say, "So, you a math man?"
How 'bout we go 50 50 on our friendship
They say, "Meet me half way
Fuck this 50% shit!"
How smart are we? Very smart
Received a Valentine's Day voice
Mail from Mary hart and then I passed out
Plus the lights were blinking
Too much leisure induces seizures
I'm blacked out but it
Looks like I'm thinking
Reaching for the ceiling
Pulling down the skyline
You knew I was around
Once I broaden your horizon just to
Show you the night time
Captain Kirk beam me back to Price Line
And buy my ticket out of the pop culture
There's no intelligent life to find
I'm off the meter, off the hook
I'm off-line frankly I'm awful
So underground
I need an oxygen tank and snorkel untrying
To the simple minded, plain and normal
One time take me Lord, make me mortal
Yeah, to all my intelligent motherfuckers
(Let's build! Respect respect shit
Is real B! yeah, respect)
Peace to all my headcrackin' melon bruisers
(Ayo, aiight aiight no doubt
Get this money yo)
Respect to all my dumb bitches
(True my shit is real ho
Respect respect ha yo true)