6 Foot 5 by eega Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Stay mysterious, but inexperienced ain't me
Y'all delirious it makes me furious and lately
I've been curious about the weariness that plagues the
So-called fearless pricks who ain't got the sheer wit to face me
They try to place me in a box but they know they can't make me
Keep from misbehaving I'm craving a bit of crazy
And now I'm paving my own way the only way to phase me
Doesn't exist so I'm going to spit and make you all look lazy
I ain't here for hits or tits or a stay at the Ritz
I'm just here for the hell of it, and I'll stay hot, need oven mitts
Y'all be throwing fits and tantrums like you hate walkers
Take off the eye patch and realize you're just a shit talker
You're thinking that you're hard enough to get the rafters shaking
But it ain't hard to figure out that you just act your raging
Here, let me poke your knee, so you can go back to faking
I'm just doing me, call it masturbating
Stay mysterious, but inexperienced ain't me
Y'all delirious it makes me furious and lately
I've been curious about the weariness that plagues the
So-called fearless pricks who ain't got the sheer wit to face me
They try to place me in a box but they know they can't make me
Keep from misbehaving I'm craving a bit of crazy
And now I'm paving my own way the only way to phase me
Doesn't exist so I'm going to spit and make you all look lazy
I ain't here for hits or tits or a stay at the Ritz
I'm just here for the hell of it, and I'll stay hot, need oven mitts
Y'all be throwing fits and tantrums like you hate walkers
Take off the eye patch and realize you're just a shit talker
You're thinking that you're hard enough to get the rafters shaking
But it ain't hard to figure out that you just act your raging
Here, let me poke your knee, so you can go back to faking
I'm just doing me, call it masturbating