Slow Jam Moogy
Oh, yeah
Yeah, Super Nintendo, 3 blunts, Green Crack
With stupider bimbos. Green dunks, tree sap
We cling on like Klingons with outer space plants
90s baby's livin', not without the Space Jam
In a perfect world, we love without the turd to hurl
That's shit slingin'. Go to bed like what these kids thinkin'?
I innovate off lemon haze, I need the crutch to fall
Back in the day, I'd slip away, not give a fuck at all
My descent was defined by madness
Of the temporary kind, in my sins are very high
So I get so very high, but now's a time to change
I just wanna get back to the finer things
Slow down, take my own advice
I burned a lot of bridges at least I can own it, right?
I'm from the A.D.B, a kid with ADD
Relish in my flaws, they're what make me me
And I don't wanna have to change for you
Life lessons, girl you kicked a thing or two
So let us slow jam, cut the frames from the program
Take it down a notch, hit the lights, this is us
And I ain't tryin' kick game at you
I stayed for the high, but I came for you
So let us slow jam, cut the frames from the program
FPS 10, what's the SPF then? I got burned
I grown colder when we used to blow doja
It was all love baby, why'd I get the cold shoulder?
Sub-zero, my puns are bad
I'm no hero, have fun with that, uh
Just as sure as that beat skips on CD's
Cracks through the surface, let me ask, "Was it worth it?"
Never that, see I've been to hell and back
I didn't like it very much, I feel my mind is very fucked from the experience
It's clear to this fool, it's straight peerlessness
I wish that I was fearless, but I fell into a rut so
Feel the smack from the gun-butts' blow
From the crack, feel that one knuckle grow, I don't fuckin' know
And that's some shit to think about
Glass half full until you came along to drink it out
-What are you talking about?
-He who conquers the left side conquers the world, chief!
And I don't wanna have to change for you
Life lessons, girl you kicked a thing or two
So let us slow jam, cut the frames from the program
Take it down a notch, hit the lights, this is us
And I ain't tryin' kick game at you
I stayed for the high, but I came for you
So let us slow jam, cut the frames from the program
FPS 10, what's the SPF then? I got burned
Yeah, Super Nintendo, 3 blunts, Green Crack
With stupider bimbos. Green dunks, tree sap
We cling on like Klingons with outer space plants
90s baby's livin', not without the Space Jam
In a perfect world, we love without the turd to hurl
That's shit slingin'. Go to bed like what these kids thinkin'?
I innovate off lemon haze, I need the crutch to fall
Back in the day, I'd slip away, not give a fuck at all
My descent was defined by madness
Of the temporary kind, in my sins are very high
So I get so very high, but now's a time to change
I just wanna get back to the finer things
Slow down, take my own advice
I burned a lot of bridges at least I can own it, right?
I'm from the A.D.B, a kid with ADD
Relish in my flaws, they're what make me me
And I don't wanna have to change for you
Life lessons, girl you kicked a thing or two
So let us slow jam, cut the frames from the program
Take it down a notch, hit the lights, this is us
And I ain't tryin' kick game at you
I stayed for the high, but I came for you
So let us slow jam, cut the frames from the program
FPS 10, what's the SPF then? I got burned
I grown colder when we used to blow doja
It was all love baby, why'd I get the cold shoulder?
Sub-zero, my puns are bad
I'm no hero, have fun with that, uh
Just as sure as that beat skips on CD's
Cracks through the surface, let me ask, "Was it worth it?"
Never that, see I've been to hell and back
I didn't like it very much, I feel my mind is very fucked from the experience
It's clear to this fool, it's straight peerlessness
I wish that I was fearless, but I fell into a rut so
Feel the smack from the gun-butts' blow
From the crack, feel that one knuckle grow, I don't fuckin' know
And that's some shit to think about
Glass half full until you came along to drink it out
-What are you talking about?
-He who conquers the left side conquers the world, chief!
And I don't wanna have to change for you
Life lessons, girl you kicked a thing or two
So let us slow jam, cut the frames from the program
Take it down a notch, hit the lights, this is us
And I ain't tryin' kick game at you
I stayed for the high, but I came for you
So let us slow jam, cut the frames from the program
FPS 10, what's the SPF then? I got burned
Credits
Writer(s): Dennis Billy Nettles
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