Digibro
MZShaidu
2016
Bedroom Bedrock motherfuckers

The broadcast news is all subjective
The truth ain't there, you can't protect it
I don't believe a thing you've said, bitch
I nod my head, ditch, and contemplate shit

All the best shit in life comes from you and I
From mankind, when they ain't fuckin' around
Or stuck on the ground, or straight fuckin' it up
When they layin' great stuff in the cut, and gettin' the bucks

I go to see 'em sometimes
With a fat wallet I don't need a disguise
Don't mention politics or the bad guys
The high concepts, or the truth unrealized

Look 'em in the eyes
I don't hate all of ya'll fuckers
But some of ya'll mothers got a need to get smothered
But I can set aside my druthers
For a waffle, and some chicken, and a lil' honey mustard--matter fact

Let me live at IHOP
And eat gross tenders 'till my fuckin heart stop
Set up a lil' booth where I can record my hip-hop
And drop in random patrons for podcast interviews

The broadcast news is all subjective
The truth ain't there, you can't protect it
I don't believe a thing you've said, bitch
I nod my head, ditch, and contemplate shit

My plate's legit completely full
With fat raps to eat and sick shit to pull
And thick chords to play, while I don't get no play
'cause I ain't got all day to swipe left on bitches

That's inauthentic, but how I roll
I only pay attention when the dinner rolls come out, no doubt
I like people for the art and food
And if I seem rude, that's cause I don't know ya, dude

The broadcast news is all subjective
The truth ain't there, you can't protect it
I don't believe a thing you've said, bitch
I nod my head, ditch, and contemplate shit