Lyrics soul eater - Ethan Bortnick
Yo,
where
my
boombox
at?
Yeah
No
fancy
marketing,
no
hocus
pocus
When
I'm
in
my
zone
no
one
can
break
my
focus
There's
a
reason
that
I
never
take
vacations
'Cause
if
I
did
then
I
would
burn
what
I've
been
baking,
yeah
Every
artist
has
this
conversation
The
managers,
the
labels
and
the
agents
Never
let
us
get
experimental
Well
do
you
think
all
of
us
artists
going
mental?
Yeah
Own
it
like
we
went
up
with
no
retro
vibes
Listen
to
my
[?]
after
I've
replied
Want
to
[?]
why
you've
chosen
me
[?]
like
a
token
piece
Keep
it
real,
I'm
just
trying
to
keep
it
real
Brush
my
teeth,
cause
there's
[?]
in
my
breath
All
I
care
about
is
if
it's
musical,
yeah
Hear
me
out,
I'm
not
trying
to
sell
my
soul
Yeah,
I'm
talking
Dead,
like
an
Xbox
controller
A
I
was
goin'
fast
until
you
pulled
me
over
B
I'm
a
pilot,
cashier,
a
bulldozer
Y
There's
an
excellent
tip,
prime
time,
freeloaders
Left
trigger,
right
trigger
now
I'm
triggered
Six
figures
don't
match
the
magic
in
these
fingers
Good
vibrations
that
push
the
envelope
World
of
possibilities,
I'm
looking
through
the
telescope
Keep
it
real,
I'm
just
trying
to
keep
it
real
Brush
my
teeth,
cause
there's
[?]
in
my
breath
All
I
care
about
is
if
it's
musical,
yeah
Hear
me
out,
I'm
not
trying
to
sell
my
soul
Keep
it
real,
I'm
just
trying
to
keep
it
real
Brush
my
teeth,
cause
there's
[?]
in
my
breath
All
I
care
about
is
if
it's
musical,
yeah
Hear
me
out,
I'm
not
trying
to
sell
my
soul
Keep
it
real,
I'm
just
trying
to
keep
it
real
Brush
my
teeth,
cause
there's
[?]
in
my
breath
All
I
care
about
is
if
it's
musical,
yeah
Hear
me
out,
I'm
not
trying
to
sell
my
soul
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