Average Rap Band - What It Is lyrics

[Intro: Sample] Professor Frankfurt, thanks for popping in today to tell us about bullsh** What, what first brought you, a professional philosopher, to bullsh**? What is your theory of bullsh**? What is bullsh**? (You know, I was trained as an an*lytic philosopher) (Uh, and an*lytical philosophy is characterized by) bullsh** [Verse 1] Just another twenty four sitting on a spinning ball Somewhere in infinity until I hit a wall Way too many thoughts, what I got the henny for Don't drink much anymore but I'm when I'm bored Or insecure I'm headed for the [Laughs] (Let's do it again here, get up a little bit) (Run it back) Just another twenty four sitting on a spinning ball Somewhere in infinity until I hit a wall (ouch) Too many thoughts, what I got the henny for Really don't drink that much anymore but I'm when I'm bored Or insecure I'm headed for the liquor store to get a cure Let it pour, get a 40 and forget it all Every thought, Rick and Morty forever more Never fall off, never lose, never check the score Clever dork, should've got a medal for the metaphor The best you never saw in any record store They'll probably find me when I'm dead like the stegosaurus But I been dead before I was ever born, so What's the point of it all, if there was even one I really don't believe in none of that ‘one day we become The stars' kinda sh**, man I been too busy being young I been a c*nt all of my life I never claimed to be a nun I got no time to feed the bum, when I'm done I bet I come Back as one, and I bet, nobody will leave me one Crumb in the next life, trynna get my head right Before I turn a fiancé into an ex-wife Gotta squeeze her cheeks when she's reaching for the bed light A little bit of head before I rest my head, nice That's what I like, why I gotta lie? What am I? But another guy, I ain't wanna try philosophize sh** I just wanna write, I don't wanna fight about what is right I ain't got all night, gotta flight in the morn I'm bored, yawn, anybody got a light? Everybody got a right to say what they like, I know So I'd like to say ‘I hope that you drop and die' Maybe then you'll be happy that you got a life Give a f** if you gotta lotta likes, what is life When you're not alive, why does every line gotta rhyme? f** this, how many drunk trust fund kids Does that it take before mature discussions Become some ruckus with drunken f**wits? Can we all just agree to disagree it just is what it is What it is, what it is, ow! [Verse 2] Just another day as they say same state of mind If I'm scraping by or getting paid Ain't chasing my dreams no more, just letting fate do his work Cause f** all ever happens for the few who deserve to be heard Still the world turns f** the early bird and his worm Hope the seas eat the earth and first world Drowns in the money never shared cause they never cared Cleared from the land that was never theirs Better get prepared or your d**h better yet better get a beer Chill why you thinking bout that sh** I thought you never scared Well, I was lying can't deny the fear inside of me Driving me so I don't have to think about what might of been I might as well find a pen and write again But why is the horizon always moving no matter how hard I try and get a little closer Just another thing I'll never know Until I make it there or I'm comatose overdosed But who really cares sit at home blowing Os in the air Watch them disappear guess that's how it goes No one's there in the end don't pretend that you didn't know Focus on the present it's the one thing that will never go Henn & coke when I'm low I don't like to sip it straight Till I'm typsy then I'm sniffing blow off of dinner plates Used to only think bout getting laid when it's getting late Now it's getting straight, haven't slept in seven days Okay that's exaggerated but you get what I'm saying Trying to get my head on straight and my pen upon the page Before I lose em both to the black hole that's been calling me Over being broke man I can't even afford to feed a beggar But its whatever don't really give a sh** I don't know why I'm here man I don't why I exist And I don't know why I thought about it since I was a kid But I don't want to an*lyse no more it just is what it is What it is, what it is [Outro: Sample] Okay, yes; we are bored We're all bored now But has it ever occurred to you Wally That the process that creates this boredom that we see in the world Now may very well be a self-perpetuating, unconscious form of brainwashing Created by a world totalitarian government based on (bullsh**)