Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Heart PuBotCs, artist - Optimus Rhyme.
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Song language: English
I Heart PuBotCs |
What’s up ya’ll it’s that Autobeat |
It’s been two years and we’re still not free |
So hey everybody, could that be unique? |
That be the reason we work all week |
What’s up ya’ll this shit ain’t hard |
Livin' in this body that was difficult |
Well hey everybody, could that be bizarre? |
That be the reason we took it this far |
I’ll judge you by the way you walk the earth |
Not by your pockets or the circumstances of your birth |
You’re missing metaphors? |
Man, it’s still the first verse |
I’ll se your true colors when worse comes to worse |
To kick it with this band man you gotta rehearse |
With dedication and focus until your brains bursts |
My only objective is just to get you immersed |
You think that I’m gifted? |
Nah dude it a curse |
So what’s it worth? |
Well that a very good question |
You got the answers I can’t find the words |
I’m scanning milk cartons for these nouns and verbs |
You think it’s absurd that this dude from the burbs |
Could be all up on your nerves like your tokin' the herb |
Cause we be laid back when we play that shit, ya heard? |
Be like word? |
Yeah dude it’s exact |
It’s time to flip that, gonna mix up the track |
In return energon cubes start to burn |
When will we learn? |
(That's a good one) Never |
How I will be wonder? |
(What you think dude?) Forever |
We’ll burn and suffer consequences here together |
What’s up ya’ll it’s that Autobeat |
It’s been two years and we’re still not free |
So hey everybody, could that be unique? |
That be the reason we work all week |
What’s up ya’ll this shit ain’t hard |
Livin' in this body that was difficult |
Well hey everybody, could that be bizarre? |
That be the reason we took it this far |
People always asking when you gonna quit |
They chase me harass me talkin' all this shit |
It was just last week when I made a little trick |
I look them in the eye tell them just like this |
I think that you should suck my dick |
Cause I don’t give a fuck who you are or who you came with |
Take you nose out the air, your attitude hone |
Get off your fuckin' phone when you’re in my zone |
And while you’re at it why don’t you eat my shit |
I’ll take a Polaroid and write a certificate |
I try to be gentle but man you just too think |
Stop comin' round when you sneezin' and shit |
You just don’t drop in on people out the blue |
You come to my palor you gotta bring food |
You don’t tip well man you just plain rude |
The first letter in the alphabet ain’t u |
Dude, I don’t wanna see you around |
Don’t even wanna smell you or hear a single sound |
That could possibly remind me of what you’re about |
We’d all be fine if you shut your mouth |
This is easily the sleaziest, the dirtiest, the grimiest, time is just us |
Autobeats |
Yo, this is easily the sleaziest, the dirtiest, the grimiest, the time is just |
us Auto… beats |
Hey, yo, I try to help people but they makin' it hard |
Like at night I skated out to meet some friends at a bar |
And on the way home I got maced straight from a car, and that’s wrong |
And then I try to live right but it ain’t easy to do |
I’m off the cigarettes but I’m still on the booze |
I gamble too much go down to Goldie’s and lose, and that’s wrong |
I try to have fun life gets in the way |
Alarm clocks ringing jump startin' my day |
I miss my fare-pool cause I’m two minutes late, and that’s wrong |
It’s just wrong, man, it’s just wrong, hey, it’s just wrong |