fisher kay - skateboards in the trunk lyrics
[verse 1]
f-ck off
what’s a heart to a bigger heart?
and what’s a bad ending to a better start?
i feel like sh-t, call it metaphor, metafart
led by two wheels and a metal arm
around the city but, home is never far
5’10 but, i feel like i was never tall
depression on, the lever pull
white and black kid, look like f-cking skeletor
br-ss knuckles with a f-cking rebel’s core
eat drum arrangements up like edible
nut buster
c-m dumpster
one upper
c-nt lover
milf f-cker
and lyrical blood sucker
tracks? i f-cking murder them
bruise beats blue with red ink, i have a f-cking purple pen
[hook]
yeah, we f-ck it up
yeah, we f-ck it up
whip full of lame, skateboards in the trunk
yeah, we f-ck it up
yeah, we f-ck it up
whip full of lame, skateboards in the trunk
[verse 2]
who remembers this time frame?
when my shorts had the high waist
and when me and kyle walked by
these guys couldn’t keep they eyes straight
i didn’t run from it though, it’s like i had tied legs
it made me try harder
so, i could go farther
get the lame squad a penthouse on the top floor
mean people gave my heart a better contour
i’m a ghost type like haunter
because some fake friends traded me in like a p-wn store
james p. sullivan, i’m a nice monster
and if i’m not crazy, then what the f-ck was that thought for?
f-ck off
[hook]
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