Lyrics Washed Up Hip-Hop Heads - Bear the Astronot

Shut that little booty hole mouth up
Every time you talk it's like a hippo
Has the hiccups
Spent my youth on some Onyx shit and
This is a stickup
Sticky Fingaz
In a dusty old pickup
Truck
Dirt Road explorer
Since before Dora
Red Aura
Better light the menorah
I'm the black version of the middle candle
Middle Finger version off Jack Daniels
Red Flag Pirate Vandal
Just like pops I'm stacking up handles
In dark lit studio
Rappers today sound like Su Su Sudio
Su Su Sudio
That's a pretty old reference
Just cancelled my Spotify
Just blew up my radio
Prickly Pear Arizona beat heads
Never liked my shit it's too eclectic
For a Meth Head
You heard what I said
AZ like the Walking Dead
But I got Zombies nodding to my beats
Like some Washed Up Bobble Heads

I'm so happy that I'm not like you
I'm so happy I'm not part of the crew
Same Ol' Songs Same Ol' Threads
Bunch of Washed Up Hip Hop Heads
I'm so happy that I'm not like you
I'm so happy I'm not part of the crew
Same Ol' Songs Same Ol' Threads
Bunch of Washed Up Hip Hop Heads

Your 40 years old still on that same Ol' Hip Hop shit
How about you Gate Keep your ass into a new outfit
In the same fit you wore when Obama took office
About as Hip as youth pastors who do Cross Fit
Meanwhile I'm doing something new
Smashing together genres like you muddle booze
Got you so lit up
You wanna lick the cup
Here hold my shorts for a second
So I can figure out how to get it off
I'm Fabulous
You're the bottom of the averages
You're music taste is as new
As those kids Patch Cabbages
Out of Order but on some New York Battle Shit
Still bump KRS
With BBNO$ after it
I'm still on that southernplayalistic cadallac
But realize that music grew
After Aftermath
This has nothing to do with no Mumble Rap
Come get your dad outta here
He's at the club
Requesting Atmosphere

I'm so happy that I'm not like you
I'm so happy I'm not part of the crew
Same Ol' Songs Same Ol' Threads
Bunch of Washed Up Hip Hop Heads
I'm so happy that I'm not like you
I'm so happy I'm not part of the crew
Same Ol' Songs Same Ol' Threads
Bunch of Washed Up Hip Hop Heads

I'm just having fun man
Look at me, I'm about as current as a rerun of Happy Days
I'm about as hip as Joe Biden's record collection
And Nancy Pelosi's Saturday night outfit
Fresh as that banana on your counter right now
My pop culture references smell like cassette tapes
I'm about as current as a European power bill
Bear the Astronot is like your mom's TikTok videos - should have never happened
I look like I party to Bruce Springsteen & The Eagles mixtapes

Pops said that I was pontificating
But He's dead now
Guess that I am just not relating
With the heads now
I have a friend who raps
Come on Bear show em man Freestyle
Shut your Pie Hole
I've always been a Song Writer
Got the crowd fired up
Like a Bic Lighter
5 songs a day off the quill
When I'm inspired
Temper pop quick
Fuse connected to a thin wire
Got Old School Academics
In my Genetics
Make beats like a machine
That ain't Akai
They call it cybernetics
Washed up Hip Hop Heads
So pathetic
That show is over
Go ahead and role the credits
Take a little bit of this
A little bit of that
Diploma
Graduated past just Boom Bap
But it's still in my roots
Like a cap in my tooth
Shoot
It still comes out in the booth
It's just one weapon in arsenal
If we're telling the truth
I got plenty more
I'm like the Iron Man suit
Taking an old cadence
And keeping it new
Took the whole Coocoos Nest
Jetted out and I flew
Don't be mad at me
Cuz I said your Washed Up
Just go try something new
Listen to new stuff
Maybe try a new genre
Maybe buy some new clothes
Then come back with an open mind
And try again I suppose