I came into this world without a single idea That if you wanna get to the top then you better learn how to steal When everything is mine do I really need apostrophe? You better learn how to raise your hand if you wanna come here and talk to me I rock a bus pass cause you know that talk is cheap Can't make a living dropping shit just like colostomy Plus these bitches ain't King Koopa boss of me This shit is crunchy, like socks and Birkenstocks to me Upset your neighbours when the music makes you stomp your feet Upset the dead when we're in the graveyard dropping beats Crack your head when we take you out and rock the street Now everybody go ahead and sing along with me
We are the same old Boulder motherfuckers If our shit's so bad, why's your sister trying to fuck us? You'll be at the same job while the aliens abduct us Saying, "look at these badass stupid motherfuckers"
Wrapped in a Navajo poncho With a beard soaked in patchouli to drip into your nachos I can get your blood boiling like Al Pacino Cause I'll be the one rapping in your ear while you're waiting for your Frappuccino Yeah, I get the crowd high like every word's a kilo While Nat gets radiation, making beats just like it's chemo We glow like mutant ooze that turns us into ninjas It goes three drinks, peace out - just the middle fingers
We are the same old Boulder motherfuckers If our shit's so bad, why's your sister trying to fuck us? You'll be at the same job while the aliens abduct us Saying, "look at these badass stupid motherfuckers"
Captain, two specimens, both native and foreign Belonging to their cultures, yet answering to no one Both tall and exceedingly handsome If I had to guess, I'd say they were wealthy and then some
We are the same old Boulder motherfuckers If our shit's so bad, why's your sister trying to fuck us? You'll be at the same job while the aliens abduct us Saying, "look at these badass stupid motherfuckers"
Compositores: Nathaniel Warren Seth Motte, Sean Michael Foreman ECAD: Obra #13971656