Shredders - Young Bros lyrics
[Shredders - Young Bros lyrics]
Yeah boy bass how low can you go
Fucking Death row what a brother know
Incredible but pick a different way to show
That’s right get original
So high hit 'em with a low
Blow so prevalent, relevant tho
And young bros faded off the low
Lows and xans outta hand
Make em walkin' dead like adios
Ay dios mio, mi vida so cold
Yours too, what you warmin' up to me for
Ice bear want his fuckin' snack pack
And he he smack cats who be
Diggin' in his back pack no still no
Still roll with a whole car wreck in tow
And still no kings we go until the badge show
Grab until the bag’s overflowin'
With the handfuls get it
Get it get it get it get it
Get it get it get it
You think this world’s payin' you back
Shit forget it get it get it get it
Get it get it get-get get it
However you can, shit
You think this world’s payin' you back
Many locks every stop
So many thoughts swirling around
I drive myself lazy a bit hazy lately
Maybe the Internet ate me
Maybe I died and slid into Hades
Maybe I’m crazy, maybe it’s neither
Maybe we split off in 2016
With the Hadron Collider
I’m callin' out my service bot
And then callin' up Pfizer and I’m
Askin' for the good shit
To the hilt, built different
Fact, fiction, hard to tell
Still, he guilt-driven as hell
Still tippin' a cool 20
Drippin', 60 percent water
Tripping on the physics of the infinite
Also trippin' on a curb and
Spillin' into a car door
Cuz I keeps it hard core kind of doin' it
And kinda just yellin' "Parkour!"
Two thousand somethin' somethin' in
The year of our lordie
If I’ve learned anything from the idiot kings
Never give in to Emoluments
No one’s building you a monument
And it’s gone any minute so get it
Get it get it get it get it
Get it
You think this world’s paying you back?
Shit, forget it get it get it get it
Get it get it
You think this world’s paying you back?
Shit, forget it
Fucking Death row what a brother know
Incredible but pick a different way to show
That’s right get original
So high hit 'em with a low
Blow so prevalent, relevant tho
And young bros faded off the low
Lows and xans outta hand
Make em walkin' dead like adios
Ay dios mio, mi vida so cold
Yours too, what you warmin' up to me for
Ice bear want his fuckin' snack pack
And he he smack cats who be
Diggin' in his back pack no still no
Still roll with a whole car wreck in tow
And still no kings we go until the badge show
Grab until the bag’s overflowin'
With the handfuls get it
Get it get it get it get it
Get it get it get it
You think this world’s payin' you back
Shit forget it get it get it get it
Get it get it get-get get it
However you can, shit
You think this world’s payin' you back
Many locks every stop
So many thoughts swirling around
I drive myself lazy a bit hazy lately
Maybe the Internet ate me
Maybe I died and slid into Hades
Maybe I’m crazy, maybe it’s neither
Maybe we split off in 2016
With the Hadron Collider
I’m callin' out my service bot
And then callin' up Pfizer and I’m
Askin' for the good shit
To the hilt, built different
Fact, fiction, hard to tell
Still, he guilt-driven as hell
Still tippin' a cool 20
Drippin', 60 percent water
Tripping on the physics of the infinite
Also trippin' on a curb and
Spillin' into a car door
Cuz I keeps it hard core kind of doin' it
And kinda just yellin' "Parkour!"
Two thousand somethin' somethin' in
The year of our lordie
If I’ve learned anything from the idiot kings
Never give in to Emoluments
No one’s building you a monument
And it’s gone any minute so get it
Get it get it get it get it
Get it
You think this world’s paying you back?
Shit, forget it get it get it get it
Get it get it
You think this world’s paying you back?
Shit, forget it