Il testo della S.d.s.

Close my eyes before i cross the street
If a car about to hit me, then he ought to beep
Watching dawson’s creek ’til i fall asleep
It’s harder than it seems, i’m under water in my dreams
I’m in awe, the jigsaw puzzle’s not complete
I’m just an idea, nothing concrete
Came to raise limits, get higher than plane engines
They tryna change with us, but come to the same difference
Shut your pie-hole, i’m dope and i know
My voice sound like it was a sample off a vinyl
I don’t mind those hatin’ on my style
I tend to take the high road, get stoned and fly low
I’m no god…
I don’t think that i’m a human, though, ’cause i’m so odd
People sellin’ drugs ’cause they can’t find no job
Wonder if christ made a million off of selling the cross
Let bygones be bygones, my mind strong as pythons
The day that i die on will turn me to an icon
Search the world for zion or a shoulder i can cry on
The best of all time, i’m dylan, dylan, dylan…

Somebody do something
Somebody do something
Somebody do something
Somebody do something
Somebody move something

Somebody move something
Somebody move something
Somebody move something
It’ ain’t no party like aristocratic parties…
It’ ain’t no party like aristocratic parties…

Sipping jameson like i majored in whiskey flavouring
When i’m drunk, i’ll cut your head off and leave it dangling
Flylo’s still tryna put me on to ableton
Asian women love me, i look like david duchovny
In kindergarten, used to put some condoms in my cubby
In case one of these hoes was tryna fuck me
I ain’t nobody, and neither are you
Been contemplating if i even still believe in the truth
I’m so stubborn, i’d rather write my own history book
Where the world don’t give a fuck ’bout how you physically look
All your songs are 16 and a hook
We’re here to reinvent music, it’s time for the revolution
I’m down for the movement, trying not to lose it
Jewish buddhist tryna consume the views of christianity
Wonder if hindus like to eat fish soup
If it’s true, they should hit alaska in an igloo
I hear the fish biting nice right now
I can’t figure out life and feel right right now
Boo, if i think it, i should say it – there’s a reason that i write it down
Spit the shit that leave a diaper brown (poo)