Lyrics I Forgot to Say - Urthboy
Ya,
I
don't
care
for
them
stone
{chia
chicks}
Na'
one
of
dem
cool
by
you
{hordes
amentis}
My
game's
not
to
fire
off
and
talk
reactive
Change
myself
to
help
keep
an
audience
captive
Uh,
i
have
no
choice
but
to
stay
active
I'm
{no
a}
fashion
{bam],
my
pain's
attractive
Once
used
punk
rock
'n
roll,
I
remain
adaptive
Immersed
in
the
music,
what
I
do
is
refractive
And
this
not
about
sick
authentic
antics,
I
am
what
I
am
{at
the}
man
is
frantic.
Urthboy
is
ammicable
but
oh,
i
can't
switch,
Not
transatlantic,
but
I'm
still
{anthic}
Never
seen,
this
land
is
no
{sampig}
{Another's
muscan
detendit
some
brandit}
Trust
his
own
temper,
stay
that
way
It
took
a
lot
but
i
forgot
to
say
Yea,
I
gots,
and
now,
yea
Thanks
for
{chewin'
a
fat}
He
gave
me
a
time,
and
I
ain't
fluent
at
that
So
give
me
one
second
and
I'm
givin'
it
back
And
then
we
make
some
noise,
we're
really
making
a
pact,
yea,
oh
Thanks
for
{chewin'
a
fat}
He
gave
me
a
time,
and
I
ain't
fluent
at
that
So
give
me
one
second
and
I'm
givin'
it
back
And
then
we
make
some
noise,
we're
really
making
a
pact
Some
times
are
still
more
than
me
and
my
{warped}
view
The
bills
piling
up
and
I
got
so
much
to
sort
through
Got
like
one
bottle,
sorely
needing
a
corkscrew
We
humans
normally
want
someone
to
talk
to
No
workplace
agreement,
there's
nobody
to
force
you
Nor
{walk}
you,
either
definition
will
{core
crew}
Thanks
for
the
children,
I'ma
couldn't
afford
you
No
matter
the
predicament,
I
wouldn't
ignore
you
Why
am
I
more
{entruem,
we
shit
the
false
room}
Like
looking
through
convex
lands,
and
makin'
objects
bend
Obsessed
'til
the
contest
ends,
but
what
contest,
We're
not
tryin'
to
{rocked
up
ten}
So
what
we
not
got
ends,
trust
a
lot
of
the
majority
Them
in
the
{dropped
of
friends}
and
no
authority
You
forget
to
{deep}
and
duck,
then
my
apologies
'D
love
you
to
get
rich
quick
but
you
don't
worryin'
me
And
I'd
love
you
to
fall
in
love
Love
it
if
you
hand
with
one
that
fit
the
glove
Love
it
if
the
entire
world
{was
room
but
does}
But
until
then
just
keep
banging
the
drum,
yea
And
I'd
love
you
to
feel
more
sane
Love
it
if
the
world
is
not
mobbed
with
{rag
den}
Love
it
if
the
sky
is
{dropped
legs
and
langber}
Until
then
I'll
just
keep
making
my
name
Uh,
yea
And
I'd
love
you
to
feel
more
sane
Love
it
if
the
world
is
not
morphing
to
{great
gain}
Love
it
if
the
sky
is
{dropped
legs
and
langber}
Until
then
I'll
just
keep
making
my
name
Comeon,
yea
Thanks
for
{chewin'
a
fat}
He
gave
me
a
time,
and
I
ain't
fluent
at
that
So
give
me
one
second
and
I'm
givin'
it
back
And
then
we
make
some
noise,
we're
really
making
a
pact,
yea,
oh
Thanks
for
{chewin'
a
fat}
He
gave
me
a
time,
and
I
ain't
fluent
at
that
So
give
me
one
second
and
I'm
givin'
it
back
And
then
we
make
some
noise,
we're
really
making
a
pact
Thanks
for
{chewin'
a
fat}
He
gave
me
a
time,
and
I
ain't
fluent
at
that
So
give
me
one
second
and
i'm
givin'
it
back
And
then
we
make
some
noise,
really
making
a
pact,
yea,
oh
Thanks
for
{chewin'
a
fat}
He
gave
me
a
time,
and
I
ain't
fluent
at
that
So
give
me
one
second
and
I'm
givin'
it
back
And
when
we
make
some
noise,
we're
making
a
pact
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