Written and recorded by Viarritz and Emma Nelson
Beat produced by Karl Studios
lyrics
Live and let live, right? Yeah, I thought that was the motto
But since the promo of YOLO, living's become staccato
I'm feelin' a little bit hollow, stuck at the bottom of the bottle
To them it's tomato tomah-to, but it's gonna be hard to swallow
When I'm cutting these beats like amputees
Stupidity is a rampant disease
And honestly, no, I just can't be pleased
As long as they're putting out stagnant sleeze
(rappin's a breeze) sure it is,
The fact of the matter's that you're unfit
You honestly need to mature a bit
Then maybe, just maybe you'll cure this shit
Yeah, I need to calm down, I know
But did you hear the song I just did about how much money I blow?
Yeah, about the same time I looked up and saw pigs fly, oh
and the fat lady was in the front yard straight gettin' it with them high notes
Fuck that and fuck y'all
The radio's nothing but junk y'all
These rapper's straight tryna just punk y'all
I make better music drunk, dog
Their tracks are like a toothy dick suck
And if they fall off today, it wouldn't be quick enough
(hook)
Fuck it, I'm not feeling down tonight, whoa
I swear I won't be underground for life, oh no
Whirlwind of shadows surround, but I won't
Let them get to me, I know that I'm gonna drown in lights
I could pour myself a glass of old potatoes every blue moon
I'm happy like this, if I found myself again it'd be too soon
Prowling at get-togethers; the wetter the weather, the better the leverage
I'm a wallflower, red Solo cup and a tainted beverage
Gazes dance, cornea romance
They play the hand, horny but no chance
Off to the side tryna play safe
but new hip hop is out here glorifying date rap
Molly, molly, come squally my folly for a jolly
Good gosh, golly, this batch got the white girls speaking Somali
Now we're sharin it like we're socialists singing Internationale
And I don't know how but it got the bitches on me; collarin' collies
Foes irrelevant, they're arrogant but not excellent
If rap's a religion then fuck it, I'm the new testament
I'm goin in to show you fuckers proper etiquette
It's evident that this shit is out of your element, you impressionists.
Jamil Honesty’s hard-hitting LP gets a new video documentary that explores its powerful themes in detail, split into multiple parts. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 3, 2023