Lyrics Reborn - Wax
A
lot
of
backyard
barbecuers
use
gas
because
of
its
convenience.
However,
professional
barbecuers
prefer
to
use
charcoal
because
it
adds
such
a
rich
and
smoky
taste
to
the
meat
Well
I
appreciate
your
advice
expert
guy.
Especially
considering
the
fact
that
I'm
having
a
barbecue
today!
Cooking
some
meat,
inviting
some
friends,
over
to
eat.
Gonna
be
a
good
time
Voted
as
the
best
in
the
asylum
My
words
can
cause
damage
like
I'm
texting
while
I'm
driving
Not
the
type
when
I
get
festive
to
get
violent
But
I'll
beat
you
puppets
down
like
my
Mexican
compadres
do
Ahead
of
ya
like
hal-le-lu
My
crew
put
in
work
and
we
rendezvous
At
a
bar
on
Lankershim
sippin'
Acresine
I
used
to
wanna
takeover
I
had
that
banker's
dream
You
know
that
speech
where
you
thank
God
then
thank
your
team?
At
a
major
league-themed
award
show
they
say
is
esteemed
I
know
now
it
ain't
as
great
as
it
seems
I'm
singing
la
la
la
la
la
I
can't
sing
but
I'll
still
try
'Cause
one
day
I
will
die
And
according
to
skilled
scientists
like
Bill
Nye
It's
not
true
that
I
will
fly
onto
a
hill
high
In
a
angel-filled
sky
where
everything
is
amazing
So
while
I'm
still
here
I
add
melody
when
I
say
things
I
tap
into
that
heaven
that
is
part
of
us
If
you
ain't
found
it
yet
then
you
must
not
be
looking
hard
enough
I
get
it
started
up
and
I
do
not
think
it's
a
head
trip
I
heard
a
voice
and
I
listened
when
it
said
shit
That's
why
I'm
based
in
Hollywood
like
I'm
Frederick's
To
entertain
should
be
in
my
name
like
it
is
in
Cedric's
My
brain
is
such
a
powerful
thing
It's
connected
to
the
gods
by
a
powerful
string
There's
a
phone
on
either
side
it's
really
loud
when
it
rings
And
the
message
of
a
melody
it
bountifully
brings
Then
I
sing
it
to
a
crowd
and
it
sings
it
back
to
me
Except
for
the
rappers
in
the
back
who
just
act
snooty
The
few
who
adore
it
consider
it
euphoric
Whether
deep
or
sophomoric,
my
people
are
all
for
it
So
the
verdicts
either
spill
out
or
it's
a
hung
jury
Whether
I
will
kill
the
game
like
Dude
from
Kung
Fury
When
I
sing
my
shit
I
make
sure
it's
sung
surely
like
la
la
la
la
la
I
feel
like
I'm
being
reborn
My
brain
was
the
consistency
of
cream
corn
Cold
soul
drinking
whiskey
just
to
keep
warm
Without
power
like
how
Jesus
had
his
sheep
shorn
They
sleep
on
me
they
can
keep
snoring
The
internet
brought
me
to
the
world
like
I'm
free
porn
Rappers
keep
boring
me
Your
girl
must
be
4 out
of
5 dentists,
she
always
recommends
oral
B
Sometimes
I
rap
morbidly
like
a
450
pound
dude
storming
the
beaches
at
Normandy
at
war
then
he
drowns
But
right
now
I'm
just
adoring
the
sound
of
my
own
voice
Speaking
of
which
My
voice
is
a
penis
and
the
beat
is
a
vagina
The
love
that
we
make
is
the
sweetest
of
its
kind,
uh
You
can't
bring
me
down
I'm
too
high
bruh
You
can't
alter
my
course,
I've
made
my
mind
up
My
inner
light
is
like
them
psychedelic
northern
ones
My
inner
child
is
like
them
stage
mom
performer
ones
My
deepest
thoughts
are
some
widely
assorted
ones
Future
generations
will
be
thankful
I
recorded
them
I
write
under
the
California
sun
like
Jim
Morrison
A
normal
summer
day
I
meditate
until
the
chorus
come
The
universe
is
enormous
and
forces
one
to
feel
it
A
break
from
the
real
shit
we
deal
with
If
you
a
lyric
fan
I'm
your
spirit
animal
My
next
mixtape
will
be
accompanied
by
a
hymnal
Used
to
wait
for
the
machine
like
the
gym
full
Now
I
keep
it
simple
No
need
to
infil-trate
That
side
of
depression
with
your
dinner
plate
was
not
what
you
expected
like
when
you
meet
your
Tinder
date
Yeah
the
picture's
great
But
something
isn't
right
Life's
unfiltered
lucky
strikes
not
a
Winston
light
One
who
went
to
Princeton
might
see
a
different
sight
when
they
viewing
me
They
may
be
new
to
tomfoolery
Allow
me
to
say
one
more
verse
real
stupidly
A
common
question
I'm
asked
is
when
and
where
I'm
at
Real
soon
I'll
be
back
to
take
care
of
that
More
tales
from
the
road
like
I'm
kerouac
Pussy
on
the
road
like
a
feral
cat
Disperse
through
the
hearse
where
my
harems
at
Around
my
house
is
where
your
bitches
running
errands
at
I'm
too
dumb
for
you
to
bother
me
But
still
the
most
scholarly
shopper
on
a
shopping
spree
at
the
Dollar
Tree
I'd
hate
to
have
to
follow
me
because
the
greats
fathered
me
I'm
on
my
own
island
and
I
run
this
shit
with
sovereignty
How
could
you
not
see
the
god
in
me?
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1 Wet Brain
2 First Love
3 Love Will Make You Do Dumb Shit (feat. Awkwafina)
4 Reborn
5 Chunky
6 A.O.
7 Bike Rap
8 Inner Tube
9 Lady (Skit)
10 Hometown (feat. Intuition)
11 Never Thought I'd Be in Love Again
12 Bulletproof (feat. Jarren Benton & Sahtyre)
13 Lackadaisical (feat. Open Mike Eagle)
14 So High (feat. G Love)
15 Spectrum (feat. Herbal T)
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