Shredders - Suburban Base lyrics

Maybe I grew up like a piece o' shit
Maybe I’m pathetic, babies
I ain't got no etiquette
They just spread it like they better
Who the fuck is this?
And then I'm on ‘em like no other
I can take they gifts or leave ‘em I embody
What they look for when they buyin’ shit
I exude this quality they simply can not get
For dollars they authenticity does not exist
For nothin' gimme somethin'
What the fuck you want

I'm beat up my feet up
My seat back windows cracked
I'm relaxed got the wind
At my back what the fuck could y'all want

Yeah, yeah

I'm beat up my feet up
My seat back windows cracked
I'm relaxed got the wind
At my back what the fuck could y’all want

(Fuck is up, yeah)

My vision blown in the wind of if it will
Or if it won’t
Then again no one is comin' to get ya
Better listen for the engine when it’s lit up
And the piston, vren'a, vren'a
Piss and vinegar
Venom and cynical vigor don't get
You up in it
Stop bitchin’ just get in and whip it
I go with it, so vivid so vicious, isn't it
My heart‘s light, my soul's different
I beat back my depression with both fists
And I run digit's, numbers up and down
Fuckin' up accounts, if that what amounts
But, I'm but I'm okay, okay
Heart pump like an 808 i cannot fade
Look at the state of play and
Tell me you ain't afraid
Mouth keep the razor blade
Tongue keep the edge at bay
Might meet the end today
That's why I made this
That's why I play this way

I'm beat up my feet up
My seat back windows cracked
I'm relaxed got the wind
At my back what the fuck could y'all want

(Fuck is up, yeah)

What they do there isn't fair
I'm aware it's a bear
Snap a snare and then I annex my square
Fly as I dare
You ain't gotta tell me how it compare
I don't care
Kid Icarus up like a flare, watch the glare
I don't put on, I just do me
Live from the beast fall on my face
Smile through my teeth find me a
I don't put on I just do me
Live from the beast find me a piece
Or at least attack sustain decay release

I'm beat up my feet up
My seat back windows cracked
I'm relaxed got the wind
At my back what the fuck could y'all want
(the fuck would y'all want)

I'm beat up my feet up
My seat back windows cracked
I'm relaxed got the wind
At my back what the fuck could y'all want

(Fuck is up, yeah)