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forestpunk - be smart lyrics

[intro:forestpunk]
this is for the ladies, this is for the fellas
this is for the babies and the crazy storytellers
this is for the losers this is for the winners
this is for the enders and this is for the beginners
this is for my n-ggas, creatives on a mission
this is for the women not behaving like some b-tches
hold your fingers up, wave em’ for the haters
this is for the nows, this is for the laters

where you from little homie where you from? 4x

[verse 1:forestpunk]
l.a this is where the mutant n-ggas movie starts
school of hard knocks where the supervisions usually armed
“rockies” in prison so its pugilism through these bars
means our punchlines are like 2 fists giving bruising scars
sp-ce cadet fugitives is shooting stars
full of shrooms and spliffs doin’ stupid sh-t and looting cars
f-ck the world and the lubricant is cootie sars
so i made her sick when i was smoochin all her beauty marks
stoner mad brain is packed with a mix
of vulgar bad taste and magnificence
rob the cash safe and laugh, trickin pigs
and bought a fat plate of caps, with some chips
comic book robin hood blazin kush, yes!
take a look and your friendly neighborhood threat:
it’s iggy pop meets h.r, up in dexter’s lab
get the cash a clique of goonies with treasure maps

chorus:
so i represent….and be smart 8x
knock em out the box punk …. stupid -ss
knock em out the box punk…be smart x4

this is for the ladies, this is for the fellas
this is for the babies, cuz’ they crazy storytellers
see we are not no losers, see we are only winners
we are the enders so we are only beginners
this is for my n-ggas, creatives on a mission
and this is for the women not behavin’ like some b-tches
hold yo fingers up, wave em’ for the haters
this is for the nows, this is for the laters

where you from lil homie where you from? x4

[verse 2:forestpunk]
l.a come and meet the stupidest wise guys
because the youth are p-ssed we’re all some hooligan einsteins
groin kicker of the federal and corporate pigs
joint twister like a flexible contortionist
monkey rappin’ a lot for money bags on the spot
smart al!ck cuz’ all you dummies ask for a lot
tummies packed with caps and skunky gas from the pot
walkin’ on dubsteps like 20 sacks in his socks
life’s a movie like if david lynch made a fl!ck
about a bunch of faded kids inside the city’s craziness
brainy 90s babies and the raiding by the shady pigs
we take a p-ss on they lawns, blaze a swish’ and raise a fist, huh?
academy of mutants what they grade me with?
an easy a for anarchy, atheists and aliens
so all the bas-m-nts and the speakers that they play me in
rebellion is viral, i’m the sickness that they made me with

chorus

mutant academy!

feel free to find your designated riot area!

- forestpunk lyrics

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