Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Disconnect, artist - BeefyDate of issue: 14.08.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Disconnect |
| Baby can’t you see |
| Without the net yo this mc |
| Just might go on a killing spree |
| Woooo! |
| I lost the Internet |
| Woooo! |
| I hate the disconnect |
| Morning yornin', wake on up |
| Cause I know my inbox all filled up |
| Grip the mouse, turn on the screen |
| 404 windows looking back at me |
| Now hmmmm what could this be? |
| Status: Connected on LAC |
| But MySpace refuses to load |
| I pray that it’s just being s-s-slow |
| Hit the garage, reset the router |
| Call it a rooter for short time laughter |
| Then back to my seat I sit |
| So I can download brand new beats and shit |
| But no, seems that my life is cursed |
| And I only have an hour before I have to work |
| Gotta check out Hipster, Please goddamnit |
| Coke can, find it, grab it, slam it |
| Wikipedia entries to edit |
| And read blogs of peeps that are way more pathetic |
| But I’m stuck in the stone age now |
| Mesozoic area, T-Rexs abound |
| Without those tubes I’m clearly a wimp |
| Just wanna read comics on Digital Pimp |
| But the gods of the net are being a bitch |
| I’m throwing a fit, I refuse to submit dude |
| What would ytcracker do? |
| So I take off my pants, take pics in the nude |
| But how am I gonna post em up in the thread |
| No Internet? |
| I’d rather be dead |
| Can’t log onto Skype. |
| Can’t log on to AIM |
| And did I win my last fantasy football game? |
| Never been a fan of the disconnect |
| Charter Cable hates me, I get no respect! |
| Without the net I’m just some dude |
| With a condom and spermicidal lube |
| IRL i’m nobody |
| Basically my fame is a fantasy |
| Can’t leave the house, end up in a street fight |
| Just cause I’m all about the nerd life (word life) |
| Firefox is just where I belong |
| Without these the tubes I couldn’t write this song |
| So Heeeeey! |
| Up for war driving? |
| Where I’m crying someone’s thriving |
| Sadly TC is full of hicks |
| And the people at the wifi spots are dicks |
| So my fat ass stays at the casa |
| And sadly moan my fallen master |
| And smoke another cigarette |
| And ask why I’m not famous yet |
| Off the point but I digress |
| But I’m still a big fan of some exposed breasts |
| I don’t own porn in a physical form |
| And there’s not much else to do when Beef is bored |
| Drop to my knees and I ask for some guidance |
| What can I do when the net is silenced? |
| Hardly a prophet, saw no vision |
| So I just lumbered on down to the kitchen |
| Watched Entourage and quoted Ari |
| Then spent good time with Katamari |
| Called friends who I knew partake |
| Then I got playstation, and we got baked |
| Napped after we played some slayer |
| And woke up several hours later |
| To my surprise and shock I found |
| That this piece of shit Internet’s still down! |