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This shit is real and really crazy

I fucking hate this song

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I’m, I’m, I’m hunting, looking for a come up, this is fucking awesome

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Now walk into the club like “What up?! I got a big cock!”
Nah, I’m just pumped, I bought some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe is so damn frosty
The people like “Damn, that’s a cold ass honky”
Rolling in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink except my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girl standing next to me
Probably should’ve washed this, smells like R. Kelly sheets
(Pissssss…)
But shit, it was 99 cents!
Buy it, coppin’ it, washin’ it,
‘bout to go and get some compliments
Passing up on those moccasins someone else has been walking in
Bummy and grungy, fuck it man,
I am stunting and flossing and
Saving my money and I’m hella happy, that’s a bargain bitch

I’ma take your grandpa’s style, I’ma take your grandpa’s style
No for real, ask your grandpa: can I have his hand-me-downs? (Thank you!)
Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
Dookie Brown leather jacket that I found digging
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a knee board
Hello, hello, my ace man, my mellow
John Wayne ain’t got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
The sneaker heads would be like “Ah, he got the Velcros”

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
What you know about rocking a wolf on your noggin?
What you knowing about wearing a fur fox skin?
I’m digging, I’m digging, I’m searching right through that luggage
One man’s trash, that’s another man’s come up
Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button-
Up shirt,
‘cause right now, I’m up in hurr stuntin’
I’m at the Goodwill, you can find me in the bins
I’m that, I’m that sucker searchin’ in that section (Uptons)
Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
I’ll take those flannel zebra jammies, second hand and I’ll rock that motherfucker

The built-in onesie with the socks on the motherfucker
I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker
They be like “Oh that Gucci, that’s hella tight”
I’m like “Yo, that’s fifty dollars for a t-shirt”

Limited edition, let’s do some simple addition
Fifty dollars for a t-shirt, that’s just some ignorant bitch shit
I call that getting swindled and pimped, shit
I call that getting tricked by business
That shirt’s hella dough

And having the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don’t
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
Trying to get girls from a brand? Then you hella won’t
Man you hella won’t, man you hella won’t

[Hook]

[Bridge x2: Wanz]
I wear your granddad’s clothes, I look incredible
I’m in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road

2 comments on “I fucking hate this song

  1. psychofab
    February 11, 2013

    Why do you hate it? You’re supposed to explain the intense hatred lol

    • nosleepandcrazy
      February 13, 2013

      There is no reason really. I just want to gouge out my ears when I hear it. The end.

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