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Guitar Hero

 

Guitar Hero

(album: intern aquarium. - 2016)


Doo, doo, doom
Doo, doo, doom
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doom
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Yeah!

Oh, my
Oh my God
Illest nigga on your iPod
Everyone else? Identity fraud
Fake IDs, I spot the flaws
They study me, like I'm abroad
I got more drive than your garage
I need a black-on-black, like Amistad
I rock racks on racks when I'm in Prague
You rock slacks on slacks, nigga fuck your job
You a corn, get a cob
Got a foreign girl that I call a Saab
Used to wear my heart on my sleeve
Now I cut it off when they get involved, that's a tank top
Tryna' stay above water like a tank's top
'Til everything's mine, make a tank stop, uh
I know
You know that I'm kinda nice
Me and you could be dynamite
Keep it lit, because I ignite
Where we go?
Maybe to that hotel
That I know you know well
I got a sack I should sell, but we gon' smoke
What it do?
When I see my niggas, it's nothing new
'Cause we go back like FUBU shirts (Yeah)
I mean we go back like Pepsi Blue (Yeah)
You'd think I have a treasure map
All the "X"s that I bump into
Noxzema flows, no one's bumping you, uh
Somehow you're still a zit
When I look in the mirror, I am still the shit
I might Build-A-Bear, I might steal your bitch
You can Double Dutch into a ditch
If you come around with that hating shit
You gon' call a nigga when he make a mil'
I'ma text you back like, "Who is this?"
All in all, I'm pretty dope
But I couldn't change her preference, 'cause

Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
She wants a rocker (She wants a rocker)
But I don't play the guitar (I mean, I don't)
Yeah, yeah (Hehe)
I met her father (I met her father)
Think he knows that we fucked in his car (We did)
I said, "I'm at some school in some college upstate
Got a cottage in a Cape"
Okay, I kinda lied (My bad, bruh)
Today she told me that she needed a break
I ain't know what to say (What? What?)
Because I'm kinda high (What? Okay)

Bad guy bullets
You can miss me with the bullshit
You the plug, you the plug, you the plug, huh?
'Bout to make it dim for you niggas, like a dual switch
Blowing rappers out of water, that's a cool fish
In the frozen section, I got no reflection
Working all night, like a vampire
You broadcast broad bands, got slow connections
Headed for the top, do it on my own (Yeah)
I need no Excedrin (Nah)
I ain't fuck your girl, but there were fingers involved
I gave her bowling lessons
Talk about spare time
Talk bout me, nigga? Talk about airlines
Spit fly shit like Autobot enemies
Hopefully the money pairs up with these paradigms
Is this where Atlantis is?
Head underwater, I demand a bridge
The sun's too far, not close we get
So we put it on wax, like Icarus, uh
That's vinyl, tryna' feel Richie like Lionel
Niggas only wanna ride the wave when it's tidal
They ain't even read the book or the Spark Notes
But somehow, niggas feel so entitled
Everything that I do is clutch, uh
Tell these niggas hold on to their purses (Uh)
Rap like you button-mashing in Street Fighter (Uh)
Tell these niggas hold on to they verses
I be like Ken, like Ryu
Tell these niggas they the movie versions
She gave me gave me Low End Theory
Now I think I need new Excursions
'Cause

Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
She wants a rocker (She wants a rocker)
But I don't play the guitar (I mean, I'm not Van Halen)
Yeah, yeah
I met her father (I met her father)
Think he knows that we fucked in his car (We definitely did)
I said, "I'm at some school in some college upstate
Got a (Yeah) cottage in a Cape"
Okay, I kinda lied (I took some classes)
Today she told me that she needed a break
I ain't know what to say
Because I'm kinda high

SPOKEN: Wait, where the fuck is my guitar solo?
Dude, wait, dude!
You're just gonna do the solo without me, bruh?
Bruh, I played Guitar Hero on expert for like, seven days straight
I drank Mountain Dew in my mom's basement, bro
Dude, I'd I'd fuck some goth chicks to this
Oh, you just gonna take another
Black man's guitar part, huh?
You gonna take another black man's guitar solo, huh?
A black man just can't play guitar, huh?
Nah man, fuck this!
Fuck this, dude!
I'm out!
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
Ah, ah

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