WEERD SCIENCE - Rebel Indie lyrics

rate me

Yeah, check, check, 1-2 1-2

This shit's supposed to be fun

So lets have some fun with it

[Verse]

I'm sorry that I'm such a jerk, mom

I got the devil in my mouth, the Satan

Only go for Cuban-X, Mae Quan

Frame everyone in the world, Kim Jon

Came up on streets that nobody was safe on

The same streets that I used to cut my H on

I swear to God that I'll blow up when I get big

I really mean that I wanna put weight on

Uh! And now I resurrect my veniamin, my etiquette

It's indicate that people will call the medics in

Then again, the sedative setting the sciences

Cause (?) every second the music is consecutive

We need to step in and get even with everything

These men that are even, these motherfuckers

They give me setting in(?)

They are perpetually incredible, they're pathetic

Branding hip-hop, and this is where the shit stops

[Hook]

Huh! I always had a little babbling

Been able to track the core, mamy,

I guess you could call me indie

And I'ma last till truth be told

Ten hours to play, and then we get payed

[Verse]

I'm sorry that I'm so sick

I really miss you, never shout the unpredicted

It wasn't in the concern, the first time I went to church

That my skin don't burn.

Forgot to say it was psoriasis, but I admit I'm skeptical

I'm not focused on diagnoses and

This takes me to my next theory

And that would also explain why God never hears me

Did you and mom find a book in the basement?

Bound in human flesh, no ink cause blood replaced it?

Picked it up, read a couple of passages out loud

Then nine months later, lil' old me pops out

This must be why your nice things bore me

When I was a kid, I thought I was Jason Vorhees

My father told me that Jason's a punk bitch

I said "dad, watch out, you see, he's a throat-slit"

(No, hum, that actually happened)

[Hook]

Thanks to lilb for correcting these lyrics