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Where my fucking misfits at?
They say "This ain't it" but it's just that
Mr. Rad is back in business baby
Get that bass all boosted
CB Shootn crazy
Rattatataaa
On again, off again I got my foot in my coffin
Dawn of the dead 'cuz I'm up all night often
Eyes looking red like we late at the office
But they laid me off 'cuz I got me a conscience
I play it off like the Oscars
Can't pay me to stop or to pray to your monster
Your friendly neighborhood mobster
I put out the hits, get some goons at the concert
Just a man and his mantras
And the moon through the mist in the midst of our problems
The thinning wishes that whirl by and haunt us
A miserable world with a whimsical promise
Honest the myth of the wandering wizard who thinks of his wand as a stick, man, magic make me nauseous
Stab in the dark 'cuz I'm cautious
Shed light on the carcass it's harder to process
An artist is only embedded in death so cement each breath like a fossil
But go out an arsonist, burned at the stake, they aren't flipping your beef into gospel
Don't sink your teeth in the hostile
Or let that anxiety take you hostage or to the hospital or to the bottle up, now boy better let that out
Ima go all in on tape 2
Y'all shaped me now Colin gonna shape you
Abstract Playdoh, don't play with the facts, it's too compact, my noggin
Racks in the luggage, batshit budget no robbin' and y'all choking on rubbish, my dope get the toad in my throat out hopping (ribbit)
Do the Hokey Pokey and I turn it all around
Smoked meats, I was stirring up ramen
Third eye open, view of a shaman
Rise of a phoenix, price of a showman
Got nothing in common
Mark my words and the haters as spam and this right here my omen
CB got in going
On again, off again, on again, out
You're listening to Radio FiEND and this is some gas. Slay!
Off again, on again, I guess I'm out my sarcophagus
Y'all best start coughing up, Colin on top of this
Y'all left him in bargain bin with a target back, build a market on cheap street
Mark it all up, now I'm smarter down a mean street
From a jumpstart now I'm skrrrting with that beep beep beep
This a CB original, a YUNGFiEND feat
It's not real if not on digital
You betcha Ima take it to the finish
Tryna see the Northern Lights I'm tripping
With a life so sweet you'd think I lived it at the Tipton
I'm tapped in, I'm livid, you betcha I give it when lipping
You betcha I steer the position
You betcha I got an idea
(Well he's the ideas man isn't he?)
Won a few bids on eBay, now I got a shit load of Amiibo
Finally get to be a kid, played adult all my life now the paychecks real though
Who's at the wheel of the CrossTrek?
Oh, it's me, had a little bit of weed you know
On my way to an Alabama beach bro
Wee bit of fillet stuck in my teeth (woah!)
Focus on the road!
CB on a roll
Magnum my opus
Tag my producer (Eli) check out these clothes
New hash from Musa, bump on my nose
I don't have coke just a fat ass schnoz
And a few catchlines while I throw these wads
And they're growing my brand like a Chia Pet, CB vetting these dogs
I'd bet on my odds
Reinventing the plot
My intentions are good, my investments are not
I'm up in my head which is up in my hood
It's all up in the air while they're up on my cock
Will you give me a break?
I'll give you a lot
Oh, for God's sake, will you give it a thought?
I'm gonna make it 'cuz makings my job
And you already broke me, it's already bought
I'll take what you botched and boss it, you betcha
Hear me out dude…
This is some gas!
Gas!
This…
is some gas!