​j. sula
Mastodon
Part 1: Mastodon

[Intro]
This the sweet life, this what I been waiting for
This don't feel right, I been praying to the Lord
Pretty often, know what I need, but I've been stalling
Really talking to myself, I need assistance
Anybody, come and help me
I'm sorry, I couldn't help it
I'm in chains I shoulda been emancipated from
Long ago, hella long ago
On the road, on the road
On the road, on the road
Pack my bags up, pack my bags up

[Bridge]
Joshie, how you do it?
How you out here living, how you out here making music?
Making music, how you finding that success life?
Finding best life, finding one that seem right?

[Verse 1]
Well, I mean
I could tell you 'bout the things I did and said
But that could take a couple decades
I won't waste your time
I promise that the story will not take so long
The wave is what I'm waiting on
And you the one I'm changing on
Cheese, trick please
What you got, oh you want play from me
Tripping, playa please
I'm a beast, I'm a wolverine
I'm a dog, roof
I'm a hog, I'ma eat it all
Air ya out, I'ma wring ya out
Let the strings ring me out
[Hook]
Mastodon, mastered all, don't need none from y'all
Attacking y'all, Jericho fall, I'm the one you call
Did it all myself, on the comp
I gave me the belt
I don't get no help when I stomp
I do just as well

[Verse 2]
As anybody out here making bands from this
My baby sweet as chocolate from Alps, the Swiss
I'm a dragon, I'm attacking
Breathing fire, don't get tired
I get higher, that's how I'm wired, yuh

Part 2: Jive

[Intro]
Hey, hey, hey
Clap hands, clap hands
You the man, you the woman, ooh
Shake-uh-shake what your momma gave you
Shake, shake what your momma gave you
Shake, shake, what you, shake
Kay, kay, bumping in the venue
[Verse 1]
Go 'head and two-step down to the floor
Hit the jig, feel the jive, strut, vibe it out some more, huh
'Til you getting tired, then hit it double time
Slow, then we press rewind
And we run it back quick
Wanna take a pic for the gram, for the snap
For your facebook, never mind, no one uses that
Two-step and trip the light like you got something to prove
Hit the Charleston or the folks, whatever, long as you move