Adam WarRock - STRT CRD lyrics

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Adam WarRock - STRT CRD lyrics

Oh yeah, I'm back heh heh They're like, "Yo, you crazy with this one Adam!" I don't know, I just do what I feel like Make that rap music, right? [Verse 1: Adam WarRock] Check, check Yes, I am an indie cat And yes I listen to more than rap music Hope ya don't mind Back in '99 I was just as into Black Star As I was into my electric guitar And these days that still persists I still don't get kids that think that rap is bullsh** Just like I don't get rap kids Who think that indie folk kids Ain't dope enough to bump in the whip (woo) DJ Quik was the lick And I moshed in the pit When I used to wear my Airwalk kicks And if Gambino's the only black kid at a Sufjan concert Cause I'm the only Asian kid into Nada Surf And my influences growing up was Paul Simon's Graceland Walking through the wasteland Expanding my waist band Fat Boys to Neko Pace[?] and I love the tunes like Houston to Face Man[?] [Hook] X 2 I don't know I just love me some music I don't know I just hear it and use it I don't know is that hipster or indie? Lost my street cred What the f** has gotten into me? [Verse 2] Really I don't care (yeah) Really I don't mind (what) Tell me I'm something rare (unh) Tell me I'm out of line (woo) Tell me I can't, that's the first obstacle that I knock down I'm in your face pulling my jock down And they like, "That's the rapper that makes the meme sh** about that pop culture. have you seen him?" Hit stages; rock built Hip-hop: I got sk**s Bones crushed; you got milk? Not quite from Knoxville I'm from Memphis The tigers and the pyramids Southern influence, you're hearing it Yeah, cause Jesus drives a Harley The Devil wears Prada Religion's like Seinfield, all that yadda yadda Afrika Bambaataa to Jimmy Carter To Godfather Don Corleone and his daughters But still I'm where it's hotter Getting caught up in Saga Reading comics and rocking the microphone so proper So me and Vince take Vampire Weekend Mash it up and mix some dope beats and Rock it til our toes hit the beach And our heads hit the ceiling Music's like whatever you feelin' Mang [Hook] X 2 Yeah, unh And you don't stop Right? Heh And good night