What's up y'all?
It's that Autobeat!
It's been two years, and we're still not free!
So hey everybody could that be unique?
That be the reason we worked all week.
What's up y'all? This shit ain't hard...
Livin' in this body, that was difficult.
Well, hey everybody, could that be bizarre,
that be the reason we took it this far.

I'll judge you by the way you walk the Earth,
not by your pockets, or the circumstances
of your birth.
You're missin' metaphors, man? It's still the first verse!
I'll see your true colors when worse comes to worse.
To kick it wit' this band, man, you gotta rehearse,
With dedication and focus until your brain bursts,
My only objective is just to getcha [obverse(?)],
You think I'm gifted? Nah, dude, it's a curse!

So what's it worth? Well that's a very good question!
You got the answers? I can't find the words,
I'm scannin' milk cartons for these nouns and verbs,
Ya think it's absurd for this dude from the 'burbs,
To be on ya fuckin' nerves, like ya tokin' the herb?
Cuz we be laid back when we played that shit ya heard,
Be like... Word? Yah dude, that's exact...
It's time to flip back, gonna mix up the track!
Then return!
[and the (?)] start to burn,
When will we learn?
(that's a good one)
Never!
How long will we wonder?
(whatcha think dude?)
Forever!
We'll burn, and suffer consequences here, together!

What's up y'all?
It's that Autobeat!
It's been two years, and we're still not free!
So hey everybody could that be unique?
That be the reason we worked all week.
What's up y'all? This shit ain't hard...
Livin' in this body, that was difficult.
Well, hey everybody, could that be bizarre,
that be the reason we took it this far.

People always ask me, when ya gonna quit?
They chase me, harass me, talkin' all this shit.
It was just last week when I made a little trick,
I look 'em in the eye, tell 'em just like this:
I think that you should suck my dick.
Cuz I don't give a fuck who you are, or who you came with.
Take your nose out the air, your attitude home,
get off your fuckin' phone while you're in my zone,
and while you're at it, why don'tcha eat my shit?
I'll take a Polaroid and write a certificate,
I try to be gentle but man, you're just too thick,
stop comin' round when you're sneezin' and shit!
You just don't drop in on people out the blue,
you come to my parlor, you gotta bring food!
You don't tip well, man, you're just plain rude!
The first letter in the alphabet ain't U!

Dude, I don't wanna see you around,
don't even wanna smell you, or hear a single sound
that could possibly remind me of all you're about.
We'd all be fine if you'd shut your mouth!

This is easily
the sleaziest
the dirtiest
the grimiest
time is just
us, Autobeats
(x2)

Hey ya know I try to help people
but they makin it hard.
Like that night I skated out
to meet some friends at a bar?
And on the way home, I got maced
straight from a car,
and that's wrong.

And then, I try to live right,
but it ain't easy to do,
I'm off the cigarettes, but
I'm still on the booze,
I gamble too much,
go down to Goldy's to lose,
and that's wrong.

I try to have fun, life gets in the way,
alarm clock's ringin, jump-startin' my day,
I miss my fare-pool cuz I'm two minutes late,
and that's wrong.

It's just wrong...

Man, it's just WRONG...

Hey, it's just wrong...


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