Bo Burnham - Hell of a Ride (Studio) lyrics

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Bo Burnham - Hell of a Ride (Studio) lyrics

[Hook] We had a hell of a ride But you thought we were riding to Heaven Well, I motherf**ing lied So crank that funky sh** to eleven [Verse 1] Photosynthetical, I want 'em botanical And I'm kinda theoretical, quantum mechanical Alphabetical, a word puritanical Not a hypothetical, I rule tyrannical Tyrannical-saurus Rex f** the system, solar plexus A lone star Texas, yeah Too smart to be s**ist, hey Slow it down, the sh**s too quick f** it, stick with it, the kid is too sick to quit Haters, s** my dick Handle the candle, lick the wick! No, stop! You're better than that! C'mon, mail definition, there's a letter in that Spell mail, then repeat the second letter in that AA, if you got a girl, don't let her in that I said I got a green light, Jay Gatsby You know leaking is just for maxi So leak my tracks, they're tax-free And that's the way it should be if you ask me Take this music, choose it, use it, fuse it Abuse it, lose it Some of you like it, sweet But if it's just me then B, let's ride the beat f** it, get a bucket, my stomach is gonna upchuck Texas Ranger, no Walker, get up, Chuck Pixar's dicks are slick cause they f**ed up What a f**ed up stuck-up s** up Say this sh** is crap, scoff Write me off, cause I'm a white kid tryin' to rap Because I'm willin' to quit! Just kiddin', the kid'll keep k**in' this sh**! Oh! [Hook 2x] [Verse 2] Lyrical acrobat, listen Empirical mathematician: The miracle aftermath, is it part Due to the fact the rap's elastic addict act is missing Too smart to be dismissed, hey Miss Heart meet Mr. Fist Kids can't cut it, so they try a wrist, sh** You got nothin' on me, I'm a nihilist Come on, Bo, flow Blow like the wind go Flow like the wind blow Blowin' out the window Amnesty, amnesia, I remember a window in Indonesia Pleased to meet ya I don't believe in Jesus Jesus! Please don't sneeze your Cheez-its Please, it's just what I believe, it's Not Jesus, it's Jesus, right? Not like the Jeremiah Wright guy Rhyme too tight, and it's makin' ya fight My skin lite brite, like the light that you write by Lord of the Rings, man I'm the Tolkien white guy Too dense, gotta rewind it, hate in the brain, but too sane to mind it The meaning is there, but as a rule of thumb, just hum If you're too dumb to find it [Hook 6x] [Outro 8x] [with Hook] You think I'm jokin', well, then you don't know me You don't, you don't, you don't know me at all