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2 Skinnee J’s Lyrics


This song goes out to those with coke bottle gla**es
To all you lonely kids who were the last picked in gym cla**es
We got your back - detract the malefactors
All you up in the back, unite like Thundercats

Get up get up, cause we're fed up fed up
Try to rise and keep our head up head up
Leave the kinging to Kong, we'll be singing our song
Bring it on, bring it on bring it on

It's a sentimental journey
Presenting sentiments of resentments that'll burn me
Unearthing our sharp knives slowly turning blunt
My road is to unfold so I gotta face the front
I used to spend my days, dazed and confused
Sixteen year underdog still donning Underoos
Sorry Busta, I know my flow sounds used
Scripted and directed by the likes of John Hughes
Recycled recitals of enemies and idols
All scrawled in the hall, like Anthony Michael
I lack land and t**le just one of the boys
On islands and islands of Misfit Toys

Get up get up, cause we're fed up fed up
Try to rise and keep our head up head up
Leave the kinging to Kong, we'll be singing our song
Bring it on bring it on bring it on
Come on, get up get up cause we're fed up fed up
Try to rise and keep our head up head up
Leave the kinging to Kong, we'll be singing our song
Bring it on bring it on bring it on
My field of dreams was a parking lot
With hot shots doing donuts
P*ssing off the grownups
Me on the side writing unrequited love letters
That I would send to my imaginary girlfriend
I had to pretend cause I never played football
The kid drafted last pick at the roll call
To ease the monotony of everybody mocking me
Spare time to tend rhymes like botany
Now what I want to be?
What you wanna be?
Maybe famous
I claim this
Try to gain this
But sometimes it heinous the way the shameless
Surround me like a tide they'll drown me
I'm looking for intelligent life forms
I'm looking for a blip on the screen
So I can reach out and touch somebody
Anybody, everybody

This song goes out to those with coke bottle gla**es
To all you lonely kids who were the last picked in gym cla**es
We got your back, detract the malefactors
All you up in the back, unite like Thundercats
Get up get up, cause we're fed up fed up
Try to rise and keep our head up head up
Leave the kinging to Kong we'll be singing our song
Bring it on bring it on bring it on




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