Sims - OneHundred lyrics

I've been living in a fish bowl
Everybody looking, everybody looking, yeah
Looking at the kid go
Doing what they wouldn't
Doing what they couldn't

Beats up, hanging out the window
Everybody juking, everybody juking, yeah
Getting up then we get low
Everybody pushing, everybody pushing, yeah

Uh, it's the one they thumb they nose at
Low class, brutal dance
Looking like some road rash
No hands, go fast, wrote 'em off, no chance
No control, now look at him go
If I want it I get it i just lassoed a comet
Just to know that I did it
You said "blah blah blah blah blah"
Like I invited the comments
I need to see all the bodies
Before the toe tag cro mags, we gotta know

I've been living in a fish bowl
Everybody looking, everybody looking, yeah
Looking at the kid go
Doing what they wouldn't
Doing what they couldn't

Beats up, hanging out the window
Everybody juking, everybody juking, yeah
Getting up then we get low
Everybody pushing, everybody pushing, yeah

I stopped tripping bout the powers that be
Started thinking with the powers of ten
Give you a sense of the lens
Follow my lead as I cut through the breeze
Every step GPSed, CC TVed
Every breath squeezed through
Some SJW's tweet
You're so off beat and so PC
They take the sweet right out the cantelope
Damn, they take the beast
Right out the animal can I live?
Well ain't that a bucket of dicks
I was just having fun running from the abyss
Now you coming in hot
And telling me what the shit is
Or what it is not and what's cut from a rib
Script never fit, pink mist
Ever since me and my brother were kids
Newports flip tricks on a grip
Tell the world which dick he can kiss
Killer big
Leave the rest for the buzzards to pick
Uh, a real son of a bitch from the hip
For the whole clique to split
Nothing but a flick of the wrist

I've been living in a fish bowl
Everybody looking, everybody looking, yeah
Looking at the kid go
Doing what they wouldn't
Doing what they couldn't

Beats up, hanging out the window
Everybody juking, everybody juking, yeah
Getting up then we get low
Everybody pushing, everybody pushing, yeah

When I dip they dip when I jump they jump
I just talk my shit have my fun make it buck

Me and my boss chick making boss moves
Driving you crazy in your lazy costume
Huh, you on some fake it
Till you make it shit?
I'm on some eat the rich, fuck it all
Break this shit
Hey, I don't know what you say
I don't think it's a game
So I don't care who wins
I was scared sick, used to disassociate
Now look at all these hairpins I negotiate
Pssh, styling on em wild as a motherfucker
Higher than you buying it
Blame my environment
There's something in my wiring
I don't know, maybe they're too microscope
Maybe I'm too macro with the
Tackles on the microphone
Oh, I think they like it though
Trying to keep it lighter but it's darker out
Pull the marker out
Make a map about the moment
Go ahead, go in, I'm zoning, I'm coping
I'm hoping I'm rolling, I wrote it
I made it for you true
Just trying to step around the dog doo doo

I've been living in a fish bowl
Everybody looking, everybody looking, yeah
Looking at the kid go
Doing what they wouldn't
Doing what they couldn't

Beats up, hanging out the window
Everybody juking, everybody juking, yeah
Getting up then we get low
Everybody pushing, everybody pushing, yeah