Fever Swamp

Ohhh
From that minute, I was down with sinners
And they say it's hot in hell, but it's all whatever
It's all what you make of it
Cold summers, hot winters, in the swamp with a fever
Singing sad songs for all the sad people
Thinking, "What's wrong with this?"
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
That's not our pain, it was all here before us
That's not our pain to absorb anymore
It's not our faults

Chip on my shoulder, got a stack of Pringles
Going for the goal, not meeting in the middle
Tried to strip it down with a stack of singles
It's just me now. Get it? Got it? Good. Simple
Talking to the devil, I'm like, "B*tch, which one?"
Haters on my back out my business, son
Weak ass solider you wish you was
Weak ass solider you wish you was

Me? Who me? (Lift you up outside the comfort zone)
Working for something
Not waiting for nothing (Lift you up outside the comfort zone)
And no. Me? Who me? (Lift you up outside the comfort zone)
Out of my way, it's all my way

Me? Who me? (Lift you up outside the comfort zone)
Working for something
Not waiting for nothing (Lift you up outside the comfort zone)
And no. Me? Who me? (Lift you up outside the comfort zone)
Out of my way, it's all my way

Oh my skateboard fly. Check
Just went to the bank with my check
Something that they can't deny. Check
It's all there to see with your eyes. Check

Fact check me, return of the mack MC
McCracking me up, I'm your majesty
Phat beat factory with the boards and chords
Hop into a chorus before they get bored
Megaman with mega-millions in a Megazord
Every song a jump shot and I shoot it, of courts (course)
Right from the source. Water from the spring
Wishes in the well. The dreamz is pink

From that minute, I was down with sinners
And they say it's hot in hell, but it's all whatever
It's all what you make of it
Cold summers, hot winters, in the swamp with a fever
Singing sad songs for all the sad people
Thinking, "What's wrong with this?"
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah