...Continue? (feat. Mega Ran)
The day I started was hard enough
It took courage that turned liquid as the years drifted on
Whether coffee or what I put in it
Breaths of what I shouldn't hit
Many detriments, but this is before I took the spliff
I never had a system, always mooched off a friend
Selfish when I would get one. You can watch and pretend
Co-op or pass on every death
Voyeur at heart, I'll just watch instead
Tattooed arms, Game over, try again
BFG 9000 got nightmares as a kid
My mom's skull on fire. She was mad I's at risk
Crossing the street not holding her hand and I dipped
I wear that sleeve on my skin. I eat some chips and I pee
I try to think like I'm them. That avatar, that is me
All I need is a friend. Parappa gotta believe
This zone's gotta end. This is where I will be
Team Mega forever
Team Mega forever
When Grizz handed me the bag didn't know it was
But I knew better than to ask, momma called him a thug
But he was family so it passed
Like a storm in the summertime, now what's today's math, check it
This was one of those days, with the time creeping by,
'til I peeped this mist from the southernmost sky
In what seemed like seconds, it turned unpleasant
Whole city felt threatened, and No one knows why
Mud made monsters who grew up on Turbo Hoppers
And Contra, He-Man and Blanka
Who Sat in front of CRTs and dreamt
Like Martin Tupper but these dreams ain't paying rent
We found another way that wouldn't cause so much contempt
Putting a pen to the paper was foolish attempt
The world don't need no more rappers. That's extra facts
Borrow from a pessimist he won't expect it back
I shoulda listened when he said this
Cuz, "Go with the flow," is advice for dead fish
The rest of us gotta get up and get this
Early bird gets the worm - the late one is breakfast
The slacks were hand me downs; the Sega was grandfather's
Nana smoked a pack in the house and fed us Vienna Sausages
It didn't bother us, though. Road Rash on the cathodes
Full gas on the last go. Don't ask if we have Battle Toads
I was Little Nemo on my dreamboat writin' juvenile raps
I was livin' regal in my JNCOs. Bought 'em new with the tags
Javier would tease me 'bout my eBay jeans on a Tuesday afternoon
By Thursday we were writin' verses, gettin' booted from class
Yeah we brethren forever, bruh. We got this
Like me and Ben messin' Eggman up
You mean Robotnik? Yup, and Sigma, etcetera
Dracula never stood a chance either, the pressure's on
They said my older brother finished Mario before he could spell
The grown ups only got to Bowser once and were too overwhelmed
They stood bewildered while he vaulted off the Goombas and shells
Who could foretell what youth can reveal
I'm staying true to myself, or at least what I can remember I wanted to
Do with my life when findin' pleasure was simple
Amongst the dubious mentalities surrounding you, remember
You chose your username, your weapon and whether you can continue
It took courage that turned liquid as the years drifted on
Whether coffee or what I put in it
Breaths of what I shouldn't hit
Many detriments, but this is before I took the spliff
I never had a system, always mooched off a friend
Selfish when I would get one. You can watch and pretend
Co-op or pass on every death
Voyeur at heart, I'll just watch instead
Tattooed arms, Game over, try again
BFG 9000 got nightmares as a kid
My mom's skull on fire. She was mad I's at risk
Crossing the street not holding her hand and I dipped
I wear that sleeve on my skin. I eat some chips and I pee
I try to think like I'm them. That avatar, that is me
All I need is a friend. Parappa gotta believe
This zone's gotta end. This is where I will be
Team Mega forever
Team Mega forever
When Grizz handed me the bag didn't know it was
But I knew better than to ask, momma called him a thug
But he was family so it passed
Like a storm in the summertime, now what's today's math, check it
This was one of those days, with the time creeping by,
'til I peeped this mist from the southernmost sky
In what seemed like seconds, it turned unpleasant
Whole city felt threatened, and No one knows why
Mud made monsters who grew up on Turbo Hoppers
And Contra, He-Man and Blanka
Who Sat in front of CRTs and dreamt
Like Martin Tupper but these dreams ain't paying rent
We found another way that wouldn't cause so much contempt
Putting a pen to the paper was foolish attempt
The world don't need no more rappers. That's extra facts
Borrow from a pessimist he won't expect it back
I shoulda listened when he said this
Cuz, "Go with the flow," is advice for dead fish
The rest of us gotta get up and get this
Early bird gets the worm - the late one is breakfast
The slacks were hand me downs; the Sega was grandfather's
Nana smoked a pack in the house and fed us Vienna Sausages
It didn't bother us, though. Road Rash on the cathodes
Full gas on the last go. Don't ask if we have Battle Toads
I was Little Nemo on my dreamboat writin' juvenile raps
I was livin' regal in my JNCOs. Bought 'em new with the tags
Javier would tease me 'bout my eBay jeans on a Tuesday afternoon
By Thursday we were writin' verses, gettin' booted from class
Yeah we brethren forever, bruh. We got this
Like me and Ben messin' Eggman up
You mean Robotnik? Yup, and Sigma, etcetera
Dracula never stood a chance either, the pressure's on
They said my older brother finished Mario before he could spell
The grown ups only got to Bowser once and were too overwhelmed
They stood bewildered while he vaulted off the Goombas and shells
Who could foretell what youth can reveal
I'm staying true to myself, or at least what I can remember I wanted to
Do with my life when findin' pleasure was simple
Amongst the dubious mentalities surrounding you, remember
You chose your username, your weapon and whether you can continue
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Childers
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