The Cutlery, Mr. J. Medeiros - Cabin Fever lyrics
[The Cutlery, Mr. J. Medeiros - Cabin Fever lyrics]
Ain't ever been a fashionista
Ain't have that many tattoo’s either
Been living in a vacuum in a black room
Writing raps knowing
That tune’s never going platinum dreamer
Feeling like that dude in Taxi
Or was that Heat don’t ask me
I guess I got that cabin fever
Yeah, but I ain't in the back seat, nah
I’m where the keys are, see
Now I’ma be the captain of my dreams
I see my rhymes like they Irene
In the elevator scene where they
Must survive see I got that
Drive is what I mean
True, I never pass a beat up
And you will never catch my feet up
See I got a passion
I gotta pass on to my son
Till the sun comes to pass
I’m up drafting a song till
That draft come along
Damn now I gotta gas that heater
Man, it’s a cold ass world
With so many acting squirrelly
And they really out to hurt me when they
Asking me to cash in these nuts
And I ain't talking bout cashews though my
Cash used if I don’t catch views
You know my cash gone freeze up
Cash rules everything around this easel
Till my back’s bent and I’m asking
Anyone passing to feed this cup
Is that what you meant by man ease up no
I ain't got a friend to back me up
But, I got a back they can talk behind
Talking bout man you crack me up
Yeah I wanna crack that
Soft ass spine stabbing
You back in the back of the trunk, man
I told you, I go Pesci
I ain't gonna shine no rappers Chucks
But, you know my soul won't let me
I ain't in line to act on blood
Guess I’m a good fella so much
That I could dwell on
And thats what you fucks never understood
Be it in my talk, my walk, my looks
Though I be in my books
I be coming from the hoods that
Turn those good to felons i be, I am
I be my man ain't nothing I could tell them
So I’m moving past it
You can see me in my old Toyota
Gotta a little green and
A little plastic fuck
Look at me I’m a toy Yoda
Ain't that simple fade that vision
Got no jokes in these bars
I ain't a symbol of fake ass wisdom
Gonna go to war with these stars
Gonna go to war with these stars and
Not what you know from afar
Nah it’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are let's go
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
Ain't have that many tattoo’s either
Been living in a vacuum in a black room
Writing raps knowing
That tune’s never going platinum dreamer
Feeling like that dude in Taxi
Or was that Heat don’t ask me
I guess I got that cabin fever
Yeah, but I ain't in the back seat, nah
I’m where the keys are, see
Now I’ma be the captain of my dreams
I see my rhymes like they Irene
In the elevator scene where they
Must survive see I got that
Drive is what I mean
True, I never pass a beat up
And you will never catch my feet up
See I got a passion
I gotta pass on to my son
Till the sun comes to pass
I’m up drafting a song till
That draft come along
Damn now I gotta gas that heater
Man, it’s a cold ass world
With so many acting squirrelly
And they really out to hurt me when they
Asking me to cash in these nuts
And I ain't talking bout cashews though my
Cash used if I don’t catch views
You know my cash gone freeze up
Cash rules everything around this easel
Till my back’s bent and I’m asking
Anyone passing to feed this cup
Is that what you meant by man ease up no
I ain't got a friend to back me up
But, I got a back they can talk behind
Talking bout man you crack me up
Yeah I wanna crack that
Soft ass spine stabbing
You back in the back of the trunk, man
I told you, I go Pesci
I ain't gonna shine no rappers Chucks
But, you know my soul won't let me
I ain't in line to act on blood
Guess I’m a good fella so much
That I could dwell on
And thats what you fucks never understood
Be it in my talk, my walk, my looks
Though I be in my books
I be coming from the hoods that
Turn those good to felons i be, I am
I be my man ain't nothing I could tell them
So I’m moving past it
You can see me in my old Toyota
Gotta a little green and
A little plastic fuck
Look at me I’m a toy Yoda
Ain't that simple fade that vision
Got no jokes in these bars
I ain't a symbol of fake ass wisdom
Gonna go to war with these stars
Gonna go to war with these stars and
Not what you know from afar
Nah it’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are let's go
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are
It’s just me myself and I mother
Fucker you know who we are