PF TEK FREESTYLE by William Crooks Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, rubbing substrate in my wounds
Wood grain sterilized, eat some shrooms
I grew 'em in my room
I think I'm from the moon or something
Somethings coming soon or or something
When they see me they like, "Damn I think I seen you in a cartoon or something!"
(Where have I seen you before?)
Where you from?
Fuck, fuck, fuck that shit
I don't talk about, I do it son
Made it in my image 'cause I'm stupid dumb
Thought was in the coupe or something
Way the chickenheads flock
Whipped it like eggs
Keep the dough up in my breadbox
In the kitchen making cake
Popcorn, but I don't watch no movies
Got a flush but I don't play poker
Shit, I just play stupid
I can't find the door
That's why I can't leave
Don't write nothing down
Because I can't read
(Can you tell me what that says?)
(I don't know)
[Bridge]
Yuh fucked up in the crib talking to myself
But what is my self
If I'm just trillions of single cells?
Shit... haha
[Verse 2]
Only two things promise:
Death and taxes
Can you feel it in your soul like an old spring mattress?
I got back pain, yuh this world weigh a ton
Ain't nobody live forever
Forever die with the sun
So where you really from?
Came from the dirt
That's where we goin' back
Grew it from the ground
So hell yea you know I'm smoking that
Made a beat wrote a rap
Twist it like a soda cap
Lifted then I take a nap
Off that baby Yoda pack
(Who the fuck you thought this was)
[Outro]
They always who the fuck you thought this was, but...
They never ask how the fuck he is, you know?
I been going through it, you know
Shit...
[Instrumental]
Yeah, rubbing substrate in my wounds
Wood grain sterilized, eat some shrooms
I grew 'em in my room
I think I'm from the moon or something
Somethings coming soon or or something
When they see me they like, "Damn I think I seen you in a cartoon or something!"
(Where have I seen you before?)
Where you from?
Fuck, fuck, fuck that shit
I don't talk about, I do it son
Made it in my image 'cause I'm stupid dumb
Thought was in the coupe or something
Way the chickenheads flock
Whipped it like eggs
Keep the dough up in my breadbox
In the kitchen making cake
Popcorn, but I don't watch no movies
Got a flush but I don't play poker
Shit, I just play stupid
I can't find the door
That's why I can't leave
Don't write nothing down
Because I can't read
(Can you tell me what that says?)
(I don't know)
[Bridge]
Yuh fucked up in the crib talking to myself
But what is my self
If I'm just trillions of single cells?
Shit... haha
[Verse 2]
Only two things promise:
Death and taxes
Can you feel it in your soul like an old spring mattress?
I got back pain, yuh this world weigh a ton
Ain't nobody live forever
Forever die with the sun
So where you really from?
Came from the dirt
That's where we goin' back
Grew it from the ground
So hell yea you know I'm smoking that
Made a beat wrote a rap
Twist it like a soda cap
Lifted then I take a nap
Off that baby Yoda pack
(Who the fuck you thought this was)
[Outro]
They always who the fuck you thought this was, but...
They never ask how the fuck he is, you know?
I been going through it, you know
Shit...
[Instrumental]