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letra de end credits - booyakashalaka

when i get high, man
i start thinkin’ bout rhymes and
all kinds uh crazy sh-t
but i’m lazy as sh-t
and so meta about it
how did i did it my way?
show em what ol’ dirty taught ya
laka not no b-st-rd, love my dad, attached to me
master t maste’rly let the caca go sideways, bout it –
frown faster than when you get let down
slow it down, it’s gettin too crowded
–
i’m so chill, man
my name is will, and
terrified of being boring or annoying
so i bury down the silly in me and
write it in a rhyme
never told a lie but i’m lyin all the time in my mind and it’s fine –

i don’t expect you to care or vibe
just sayin’
just prayin’ day in and day out
lookin for a way out
in a world where there’s no way out but death
yes, i’m so chill, man
sell my soul for a million?
you out yo mind, huh?
you must be jokin, bruhhhhh
i gotta essay to write, but
i’m still smokin’ uhhhhh

man, my clan grew up on that sh-t
black like a starry night
black like tarry sh-t comin’ out my ass like something’s wrong
i love this song
i love my mom
i love myself-
i love all the cool ass people i’ve met
i gotta lotta love yet to give-
suck it
i’m stuck inside
ready for the shuck and jive
f-ck it we’ll do it live-
or else it’s better than somethin’
there may be someone out there better than any other motherf-cker
but i’ll..
..it’ll amount to nothin’

belittle ‘em down to nothin’
it’s not luck
it’s turnin gratitude into a thought i had-in-a bath tub rubber duckin with epsom salt
eatin dark chocolate
lo-fi get it poppin’

“end credits”

booya kasha laka

william scott tucker

laka

- booyakashalaka

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