(Rafael Casal) I get up, you get down to this Keep cool, but get loud to this When it drops just can't The mic's off but I'm amplified So if you to ride This young son will come out And this one tongue will out the vibe With this mic off I'm still (amplified)
1 We just write poems, we got a mic jones (mike jones!) giving a fuck, it up in different time zones I know it's so apropos that it's gotta be I was so hard in the car off the top of my head when I drove home That my own flows gave me dome So go bone man Fuck it if you're Fuck the if you do it cause you're selling it well equipped, man We do it for the hell of it, never delicate ripped off the elements earth wind fire water top rock box Yo man we got Cosby doing jello I've been tellin em the irrelevant I'm yellin and you'll feel it from the ceiling to the sediment intelligent epic and the Bay you're tripping if youre that you're getting away
2 The sun is coming up and through me weather is better, don't be gloomy get together, gather up and get it moving and If you don't like my motherfuckin music Sue me A new me. A new reason to be. so fine The ill summer grill supper with free sides cut to the B It's covered in batter and butter and refried The speakers are pushing the the the woofers are proof The are up in the booth the subs, the mids, the highs the highers the lows the all bump duh amped, that's the god damn truth we flowing low in this moment only to sew and be growing over the roses and now that we broke it open we know that we're enough we're hoping no one just can't get live This is how we get
3 (Rafael Casal) Yeah I got something to on On the of song once heard you just keep on We out in Cali here keeping the trees So lean on me, more gain than Freeman me up a little I'ma get a reaction Yeah the game's filled up a little distraction But I'm passionate, yes, somewhat of a Here to murder words, hold the rest of em ransom Wondering I'm gonna do to blow all them lids back I tell em to get back, that's how we leave an In track-form, if you don't feel me then me my disc back And be ready to get you a track man I'm playing but somewhat of a monster When I get down to laying these So we'll be at a concert Playing as loud as the Bay allow Watsky, good thing you're around to the crowd