Lyrics Happy Accident - Social Club Misfits

You already know what it is
You already know what I do and who I do it with

I came from a time that you had to rap
I'm making it in a time you don't have to
I'll take you to a place that you've never been
I plant seeds though they said I was a bad one
I make moves 'round the city like I'm Batman
In my cave mostly rapping, playing Pac-Man
I'm somewhere in a movie while you're slacking
Refusing to adapt with your music is rap harassment
We put up with it way too long, we're here to gatekeep
Sleeping way too long, you need to stay sleep
Pen game is way too strong
I'm so selective lately everything I write lives on
I been correcting lately making sure that
What I tell 'em is more than correction
When they hear it they be feeling that somebody helped 'em
Am I crazy to believe that we could probably help some
Misfit in this world not of it, it's more than a scripture
And I'm such a hipster Dean Martin '74, I'm such a listener
Sonny from the Bronx you need me holla at whispers
My gift spitting this cold you thinking it's Christmas
This is different, everything y'all did we didn't
Kept it OG from the jump, from the beginning
This is ridiculous
Making songs for your vehicular
Always moving perpendicular
Never moving on your schedule
Right on time like perpetual
Every city we go to is incredible
We love 'em first like God told us we need to do, peek a boo

I been right here, never ran (I'm right here)
Never a bee just a plant
How could you not understand?
Somebody better come translate
Somebody come get ya' mans
All of my enemies fans
How could you not understand?
Somebody better come translate

I heard them say that I'm loco
Just don't say that I'm local
We got this game in a chokehold
They must want the old social
Why they acting like they don't know
They talk so much they need throat coat
Back when we would book no shows
We still had kids wearing our logos (Whoa)
Why do you think that I'm here
I came for the man who's in change
You just recycle your bars
You stuck on SoundCloud
I got my head in the stars I'm up here talking to God
He told me you gotta give what you got
It's not about making it up to the top It's about making a difference
The misfits are never gon stop I don't know why
We rather see what they doing online I'm so ahead of my time
I'm making history now
I can not stop and slow down (No)
Wait, whole team still looking like all-stars
Crowds looking like Billy Graham '87 with the altar calls
I don't know what you waiting for
Italian boy you know I gotta sauce
Undefeated, never take a loss
We the winning team better pop the cork

I been right here, never ran (I'm right here)
Never a bee just a plant
How could you not understand?
Somebody better come translate
Somebody come get ya' mans
All of my enemies fans
How could you not understand?
Somebody better come translate