Fatlip - Today's Your Day lyrics

Oh nooo, no uunh nahhh (fatlip, charlie tuna) Ah ha ha ha Yeahhhhhh (fatlip) I paid my dues Refuse to lose So f** the blues Dang ya bad news You contribute the juice While i sip booze On a seven day cruise In louis vuitton shoes With floozies by the duece The good life Talkin' bout the good life Live it up for a little while Then go to the hood To get a good wife And settle down But for now My study endowed Refuse to allow Myself to defile Like when i was sniffin' piles Still got trials and tribulations Refinement from cultivation takes patience I'm waitin' Paper chasin' to get a place like peyton Politickin', interfacin', business relations Build the empire from the underground, then retire Who said i was on crack? You's a mothaf**in' liar! See me in the trenchcoat, but missed the choke So f** the hopes, my mission is this: Get in position to a**ist my folks Huh? Get in position to a**ist my motha, m-my motha, and my auntie, and my uncle, my folks, you know? Unh Today's your day baby, whachagonedu? (4x) (chali 2na) I know, what do i know? Lurkin' five-oh, puffin' dro Tryin' to dive slow, wicked fly flow Intimate verses that hit surface with quick service But never nervous in this big circus A quick purchase Of green foliage, and clean bowl hits Redeems focus when it seems hopeless Supreme dopeness On plain paper for you plan rapers This landscaper's capers abrasive as sandpaper Don't try to fan papers, you caught this onslaught Reforms start for those who perform be pure slop For sure shot our handcuffer Word muffler heard 'nuff of the bullsh** You nerds s** up out the back gate Lyrics so pregnant we lactate Get your facts straight, we stack papes and crack plates Over wax snakes who pack hate They lack faith While tuna and fatlip put you in a relaxed state like Today's your day baby, whachagonedu? (4x) (fatlip) What i'm gon' do? You know, get me a six And fresh kicks, pickin up chicks When i'm up in the mix Can't predict my art sh**, it hit the top of the charts But my heart's in the right place Nice headspace Slow paced from the buddha, but not the ba** Not a moment to waste Thirty three No degree or g.e.d My mind's free, i learn without bein' taught I see how the baddest fall And cypress hear the highest thought I woke up Opened my eyes up, wised up To the game, time to change my name Eddie crap Comin' with different sh**, eddie crap Write it down n***as, hear the reverse significance? It's to rip it when i'm on top of my game Specifically speaking, the way i be freakin' my slang Give me the mumu, the poopoo, and the mic and i'm creased Fat lip, squeaky clean, don't stop, don't cease Today's your day baby, whachagonedu? (8x)