paroles de chanson Zooted.. - HOUSEHALFMOON

Back on this house shit
Matthew's flooring it
This scene boutta be a mosh pit

Called it, we never miss 마치 Peach Pit
Came out of nowhere like the Golden Misfits motherfucker

Yeah I'm talking bout you fucker
얘넨 절대 안된다고 했던 motherfucker
앨범 들어보라 했을때 존나 꺼져
라고 했던 새끼들까지 전부 다 같이 더해서

Round em up
Round em up
Pour in the concrete fill em up
"Oh boys please spare my son
He's never even gotten his dick sucked"

Well I guess he fits the part
Frozen in a slab and dead as fuck (Han Solo)
It's up to his waist he's clamming up
Last time buddy smile you're on camera (smile!)

Oh wait Matty's asking me something
His name? Oh um... it's Larry
These fuckers lookin at me in a very strange way
Uh oh they're grabbing my head, their eyes all red
And telling me Larry's imaginary like my marriage or Paris-bound tickets
Am I dizzy? Oh very.
Allegedly ladder anxiety is getting the better of me
Oh shit 선배 do I need a goddamn lobotomy

And the Europe tour's nonexistent
And I'm still grinding on League of Legends
And my dream's to be a Walmart Eminem
So fuck everyone all I see are haters

Ain't big enough to have haters (nope)
Ain't cool enough to get judged (Ruth Bader)
Ginsberg howling at the moon
best my of my generation can't use it
too fuckin zooted

Send me to the forest imma forage
Gimme whatcha got and i can keep it in my storage room
I ain't make no baby cuz my baby prehistoric like
She on BC
She wanna be with me
No (w)rapper
But she make me wanna speak faster
Imma floor it to the pastor like
with this music shit im a master

God said y'all should listen to me
I got so much shit to preach
Drag me to Salt Lake City (Utah)
Can't thrive there
But I'd survive there
Ay b! d.d. like a designated driver (vroom vroom!)
Uber till the sun comes up
Not yummy
Super bad bitch thumbs up
We stunning like a blooper
Kinda funny
What the fuck is wrong with me?
My tummy (Crohn's & IBS)

Drink cranberry juice so I taste good
Not so i don't drink alcohol
I'll drink, yeah probably more than i should
But Imma need a blow if Imma bounce off the walls

Phone dead?
That's sad
Wanna hate me?
Go ahead
All it takes is a little bit of willpower
To stop stinking, hop in the shower

Ain't big enough to have haters (nope)
Ain't cool enough to get judged (Ruth Bader)
Ginsberg howling at the moon
Best my of my generation can't use it
Too fuckin zooted

Fell into jersey and baltimore
From england i'm a homegrown whore
Lazy worker, i don't try hard
But i get on the mic to spit some bars

Fuck y'all talking bout with haters
Chief incels call em masturbaters
Crying bout rhyming orange n porridge
Fuckers like reef only four foot four

We got beef like a four for four
Hit a four loko when we go on tour
Never had to try a day in my life
Check out the texts from me to your wife

Naturally smart naturally hot
Y'all hate me for the stuff that you're not
Odd to look at, man kinda crooked
Emphasize weird syllables and you're hook-ed

(Bitch I'm Irish I'm high on luck
all my haters... agh)

Bitch I'm Irish I'm high on luck
All my haters I've already fucked
Love to say more but I gotta go
Hook up with your ma, your sister, your ho

Ain't big enough to have haters (nope)
Ain't cool enough to get judged (Ruth Bader)
Ginsberg howling at the moon
Best my of my generation can't use it
Too fuckin zooted

Tossing and turning, you're physically boring (snore)
I'm falling asleep to the sound of your droning (blah blah blah)
Aggressively snoring, don't care that you know it
I'm trying to leave but you won't let me run it

Run down, sun down, run until I break down
Can't stand to listen to bad takes and breakdowns
Brick break, sun baked, parent's made a mistake
Birthing a boy with a mouth like a V8 (vrooom)
???, bad take, you need to restate
Mommy never told you really aint that great

Restart, Imma need a reason to hit carts
Pop star, Imma need a reason to go far

Robb Stark, royal and loyal and ready for turmoil,
and plotting for wins to be common like soil
Vile, swimming in the Nile,
Winning and winning like the boys in denial

Some people say I'm fake
But I'm baked and caked up
Ass fat yeah I throw that shit back
Everyone wanna see my ass crack
Give that shit a smack
You wanna snack that smiles back? (Goldfish)

Squat two plates bet you forsaken me
Baking with me shake it for me
Placate your needs on a Sunday
I guess I'll ride to you on the subway

Ain't big enough to have haters (nope)
Ain't cool enough to get judged (Ruth bader)
Ginsberg howling at the moon
Best my of my generation can't use it
Too fuckin zooted