Letras
Dont mind me Im here just minding my
own in the cut
Watching the time go by
Hey
You dont gotta pay me no mind
We in the cut
Like edibles in the gut
Like what I be lacing up
Ah these?
These some Hidden By a Monk 3s
My train and bus connect smoother than jets refuelling mid flight
My pen writing this in cinnamon you could smell it if your ear ill enough
My permafrost aint thawing
Leave a mark like Im paint balling
Leave a mark like he aint ballin
Rain falling on me all season Im dry fool
My lady luck got a Stephen Hawking type brain on her
Plus Super Dome like where the saints ball
Im in her crops with a chain saw
We in the cut
Dans le coup
Cant see us no rendezvous
Feeling like I must have been adopted
Prodigal child of zeus
Might f* around and do a love song
That goes harder than your best one bar
So whats up then
Window seat
My cup runneth
These UK suburbs looking like crop circles from up here
We satellites you Tupperware so whats up then
Dont watch me
Im here minding my own in the cut
Watching the time go by
Hey
You aint gotta pay me no mind
Dont watch me
Im just here in the cut
Watching the world go by
I'm still in the cut not giving a f* though
Nice finishing touch
The living it up intro trumpets plays whenever O step in the room
My plan was to leave yeah
Man hand me the keys though
We travelling light speed planet Earth in my rear view you man only clapping for weird dudes
running shoes on my tape deck
son of zeus and we stay bless lord knows more 0s on my pay check wardrobe doors broke say less
Konny wake up some henny on my toothbrush shit
Stay on your toes like a dwarf in the crowd
F* you and anyone you f* with
Dont mind me Im here just minding my own in the cut
Watching the time go by
Hey
You aint gotta pay me no mind
Dont watch me
Im just here
Watching the world go by
Dont watch me
Im just here in the cut
Watching the world go by