Lyrics COBAIN - DillanPonders

COBAIN

It’s a different type of rule that we obey, I been locked inside the lab I
don’t see no day
Took my bitch to the back and I said let go, built this shit from the ground up
that’s lego
Can’t pay me up front don’t book me a show, trapped inside my mind what’s that
Plato
Got a great team but whatever I say goes, need that bag divvy up whatever I
take Home, I drink a lot still never stumble off my thrown, don’t take shots at
me when I’m in My zone, stop sending nudies to my God damn phone,
I got a wife trust me she looks Better than you dropped 14 albums that’s what
veterans do, who the fuck here really Real man I can barely tell,
niggas ask me bout the afterlife I already live in hell, me n Wifey slowed
down on blow when I wana have fun I just do it off her nail, big shouts to The
ones thart afford bail but bigger shouts to the ones still in jail,
want it done right got To do it by your cell, break out the cell then do it by
yourself, talking down, that’s just Waste, eating well you can tell I gained
wait, all of yall just say the same thing, you’re a Puppet what’s that Lil Tay,
got more buzz than a backstreet boy, on my floor where I Ash these joints,
walk round town and they actually point, but there’s no point in having A
point
Most of yall the same, most of yall are lame
Most of yall are chasing something, that you cannot attain
I just do my thing, I confront my pain
I might blow my brain, I’d be Kurt Cobain
Heard you takin shots yelling woosa, i ain’t tryna get a deal no coupon,
waiter bring me a Salad no croutons, i ain’t got no regret I’m not a new mom,
don’t sleep man I burned all You’re futons, my fans just waiting for a new
song, can’t laugh at your joke if the mood Gone, I feel kind of weird when the
moons gone, I guess bipolar is cool now, you don’t Really live this mon cool
down, my brother just dropped out of high school, I respect That shit fuck
school now, I see what they make me see but I make myself see Something more,
she knows me and the wife doing well why the fuck she still tryna fuck Me for,
ya, very divine, trapped in my body like I’m buried alive, do I get a deal
man I Scared to decide, I don’t really care putting fear to the side,
I know you know I got Places I’m a go, home you high they all get scared so
they just try to keep you low, Practicing My jeet kun do, I know who the fuck i
am do you know you, a mind like mine, That takes Time, black on black like a
nigga Akon, called me on your phone heard it Through the Grape vine,
yall my sons but the kid ain’t mine, fucked around and became My boss,
She loves me but it ain’t my fault