Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Avantcore, artist - Busdriver. Album song Avantcore, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.04.2005
Record label: Big Dada
Song language: English
Avantcore |
I know this group and they’re so avantcore |
I bought their shit at the mom and pop store |
And I give all of their songs the top score |
I’ll see them play on their small hip-hop tour |
They’re treated like sex symbols, out the stretch-limos |
Autographing breasts with lead pencils |
Now everybody thinks that they’re the best new group |
As if they’re a pop band test tube fluke |
They bought a home that’s the size of a ballpark |
You can only cross the property with a golf cart |
But they no longer can sell a billion records |
Because when they first weren’t trying was their last brilliant effort |
Rappers say the darndest things that you’ll ever hear |
Like «I heard you sold this many units» and I say «wish me better luck next |
year» |
There seems to be too much water pressure |
Underneath your genre-mesh blur |
And to be honest I never took interest |
In the modern day Young Black Teenagers |
I’d thought they’d gone away replacing |
What’s on gun racks with cheese graters |
To use on the spongy mind |
Of the LA rapper swinging from a monkey vine |
Style biting used to result in a money fine, but now |
Rappers say the darnedest things that you’ll ever hear |
Like I’m edgy and I’m risque and I say better luck next year |
I replied to the wuss with a yo mama’s joke |
When he said how much he pushed the envelope |
A group of sexually ambivalent nihilists |
Crying from an ovarian cyst |
Picking at a vegetarian dish |
Idolizing a German band that barely exists |
But me, my name’s never on the full-color flyer |
I’m just the dull Busdriver |
Thinking 'til my head is a bowl of dust fibers |
To all the fools up under their trucker hats |
Sagging until you can see their plumber’s cracks |
There is no metaphorical meaning |
So don’t bother sifting through the storyboard in one seating |
It’s just horribly demeaning |
And you can’t do burners |
I want the colors back |
Don’t want to hear your dumb ideas |
Just shut your trap |
Jumping jacks thunder claps in your bubble gum raps |
Rappers say the darnedest things that you’ll ever hear |
Like «I did a song with so-and-so and I got signed» but the checks will never |
clear |