Beat by Evil Dr. Jay Fehrman - @jay-fehrman
Lyrics/vocals by Fat Pockets
Dragon ass like a scaly rump roasting
7/11 got the Red Bull and Hostess
I’m irrelevant like a skeleton
Eating his way through the holidays
You pretty much always have something to say
Ain’t no sequence to your movements, straight disarray
Pass the tanqueray and that loose ass J
This is San Jose, Nor Cal Bombay
Got the bomb ass weed aint no childs play
Chucky took the Raiders straight to the last place
Now they headed to Vegas, like an out of work waitress
Naked and shameless but primed to be famous
Nameless faces in heinous places,
Chasing greatness , only adding to the lameness
peasants wearing helmets fight decrepit zealots
Ain’t no gracious exits , leaving messes like brexit
Spitting hot fire like an oxygen thief
Congrats young captain but still call me chief
Old like the Bible, black and white TVs
I got aches & pains from the 1980s
I move slow like honey kept in the fridge
Like weekend traffic on the Golden Gate Bridge
Might wanna switch your plans if your waiting on me
Too many flowers to sniff, and Im a bumble bee
Polinating the queens, There’s a buzz around me,
greatness so contagious, Im about to sneeze
Thick with the sickness, Bad Brains with the Quickness
Extra sauce on my tacos, when Im eating Bravos
Never been to Spagos, low brow like a caveman
Wearing gas station, Immitation ray bans
I never make plans, I rarely take a stand
Real revolution comes from comfy couch cushions
