Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wet Brain, artist - Wax. Album song The Cookout Chronicles, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: sCRUBLife
Song language: English
Wet Brain |
I’d love to see my Paypal flourish |
But I can’t think of schemes when my brain’s malnourished |
Floating 'round my cranium like a pickled egg |
Hitting the sides, drastic |
Shifting of tides |
I can’t think of it son |
It’s like the answer’s always on the tip of my tongue |
It’s like all that I learned I definitely never knew |
What I have is affectionately referred to as |
Wet brain, yeah |
I got that wet brain |
Wet brain |
I got that wet brain |
That soaking wet brain |
That wet brain |
I got that |
The morning brings a sense of possibility |
If you can see the mirror and avoid any hostility |
I don’t keep no Windex near |
And my eyes are like a truck windshield when the insects smear |
The wearing of flip-flops in normal situations will help your self-esteem by |
lowering your expectations |
I might as well rock a hospital robe |
The optic nerve is connected to the occipital lobe |
And when it reconnects I’ll get my eyesight back |
I’m blind for now but I’m still wise like that, kinda |
I’m considering going out |
Or just sitting and zoning out |
Watching TV with the TV off |
You know the channel with the 3D moths |
I got just enough money to be completely irresponsible |
In a couple months though I’ll have some trouble |
Wet brain, yeah |
I got that wet brain |
Wet brain |
I got that wet brain |
That soaking wet brain |
That wet brain |
I got that |
When it’s over print it over my coffin |
Overall he was raw with the overindulgence |
Hold your applause it’s not like he was overly awesome |
Wasn’t sober too often, always smoking and coughing |
Still known to pose a threat like a Doberman walking |
You’d notice a pause when over your shoulder you saw him |
Lots of people paid to see shows of him talking |
Now he’s in his grave, appropriately exhausted |
He was supposed to be a boss |
The next big thing |
The new catchphrase |
The next bling bling |
But that cash register had never went ching ching |
Enough about him, I heard my text thing ring |
There’s matters to tend to more important than this carcass |
Like which can canned tuna’s better, Bumblebee or Starkist? |
Life is cold we need parkas for the heartless |
The world keeps spinning regardless |
Wet |