歌词
All those times where I'd
Throw it all away, I gotta
Make things up and
Ride along the wave, I gotta
Keep my vibes and
Keep my silly pace, I got a
Brand new style and I
Ain't the one to change
How many times were you
Too self-occupied?
Making lies up and
Fibbin' a thousand times
You're filled with hate, you gotta
Throw that all away
You ain't gonna get that far
When all you do is complain
Ball out the park, got a strike
I'm ballin' out, and I
Can't stop now, I'm on my way
To the top, and I got
Lots of silly pals who'll be
With me along the way
I gotta pick up the pace, there's lots of
Beats to create
Super duper bunny hops and lots and lots of lollipops
I'm thinkin' and I'm thinkin', but I don't think that I'll ever stop
Dreamin' and I'm dreamin', and I don't think that I'll ever slow down
And take a break, got too much time to chop some breaks and I can
Take things the slow way
Take some time to think about it
What's the fun in that
When you got songs to be writin'?
Goin' all the way to the moon
Out past Mars and back
Zero-G's in my blood
Bunny-positive
"God, your beats suck"
No need to be derogative
Laughin' in your face
May as well be vomitin'
Eeugh!
Hahaha!
(Open the door, or I'm gonna)
(Throw rocks through your windows)
(You dumb whore)
(WHAT THE FU- BOOOOOOM!)