Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cabin Fever, artist - The CutleryAlbum song The Cutlery, in the genre ЭлектроникаDate of issue: 19.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Cutlery
Song language: English
Cabin Fever |
| Ain’t ever been a fashionista |
| Ain’t have that many tattoo’s either |
| Been living in a vacuum in a black room |
| Writing raps knowing |
| That tune’s never going platinum dreamer |
| Feeling like that dude in Taxi |
| Or was that Heat don’t ask me |
| I guess I got that cabin fever |
| Yeah, but I ain’t in the back seat, nah |
| I’m where the keys are, see |
| Now I’ma be the captain of my dreams |
| I see my rhymes like they Irene in the elevator scene where they must survive |
| see I got that drive is what I mean |
| True, I never pass a beat up |
| And you will never catch my feet up |
| See I got a passion |
| I gotta pass on to my son till the sun comes to pass |
| I’m up drafting a song till that draft come along |
| Damn now I gotta gas that heater |
| Man, it’s a cold ass world with so many acting squirrelly |
| And they really out to hurt me when they asking me to cash in these nuts |
| And I ain’t talking bout cashews though my cash used if I don’t catch views |
| You know my cash gone freeze up |
| Cash rules everything around this easel |
| Till my back’s bent and I’m asking anyone passing to feed this cup |
| Is that what you meant by man ease up no I ain’t got a friend to back me up |
| But I got a back they can talk behind |
| Talking bout man you crack me up |
| Yeah I wanna crack that soft ass spine stabbing you back in the back of the |
| trunk, man |
| I told you, I go Pesci |
| I ain’t gonna shine no rappers Chucks |
| But you know my soul won’t let me |
| I ain’t in line to act on blood |
| Guess I’m a good fella so much that I could dwell on |
| And thats what you fucks never understood |
| Be it in my talk, my walk, my looks |
| Though I be in my books |
| I be coming from the hoods that turn those good to felons |
| I be, I am, I be my man ain’t nothing I could tell them |
| So I’m moving past it, you can see me in my old Toyota |
| Gotta a little green and a little plastic fuck look at me I’m a toy Yoda |
| Ain’t that simple fade that vision, got no jokes in these bars |
| I ain’t a symbol of fake ass wisdom, gonna go to war with these stars |
| Gonna go to war with these stars and not what you know from afar |
| Nah it’s just me myself and I mother fucker you know who we are |
| Let’s go |
| It’s just me myself and I mother fucker you know who we are |
| It’s just me myself and I mother fucker you know who we are |
| It’s just me myself and I mother fucker you know who we are |
| It’s just me myself and I mother fucker you know who we are |
| It’s just me myself and I mother fucker you know who we are |
| It’s just me myself and I mother fucker you know who we are |
| It’s just me myself and I mother fucker you know who we are |