OneHundred - Sims

I’ve been living in a fish bowl

Everybody looking, everybody looking, yeah

Looking at the kid go

Doing what they wouldn’t

Doing what they couldn’t

Beats up, hanging out the window

Everybody juking, everybody juking, yeah

Getting up then we get low

Everybody pushing, everybody pushing, yeah

Uh, it’s the one they thumb they nose at

Low class, brutal dance, looking like some road rash

No hands, go fast, wrote 'em off, no chance

No control, now look at him go

If I want it I get it

I just lassoed a comet

Just to know that I did it

You said «blah blah blah blah blah» like I invited the comments

I need to see all the bodies

Before the toe tag

Cro mags, we gotta know

I’ve been living in a fish bowl

Everybody looking, everybody looking, yeah

Looking at the kid go

Doing what they wouldn’t

Doing what they couldn’t

Beats up, hanging out the window

Everybody juking, everybody juking, yeah

Getting up then we get low

Everybody pushing, everybody pushing, yeah

I stopped tripping bout the powers that be

Started thinking with the powers of ten

Give you a sense of the lens

Follow my lead as I cut through the breeze

Every step GPSed, CC TVed

Every breath squeezed through some SJW’s tweet

You’re so off beat and so PC

They take the sweet right out the cantelope

Damn, they take the beast right out the animal

Can I live?

Well ain’t that a bucket of dicks

I was just having fun running from the abyss

Now you coming in hot

And telling me what the shit is or what it is not

And what’s cut from a rib

Script never fit, pink mist

Ever since me and my brother were kids

Newports flip tricks on a grip

Tell the world which dick he can kiss

Killer big, leave the rest for the buzzards to pick

Uh, a real son of a bitch

From the hip

For the whole clique to split

Nothing but a flick of the wrist

I’ve been living in a fish bowl

Everybody looking, everybody looking, yeah

Looking at the kid go

Doing what they wouldn’t

Doing what they couldn’t

Beats up, hanging out the window

Everybody juking, everybody juking, yeah

Getting up then we get low

Everybody pushing, everybody pushing, yeah

When I dip they dip

When I jump they jump

I just talk my shit

Have my fun

Make it buck

Me and my boss chick making boss moves

Driving you crazy in your lazy costume

Huh, you on some fake it till you make it shit?

I’m on some eat the rich, fuck it all, break this shit

Hey, I don’t know what you say

I don’t think it’s a game

So I don’t care who wins

I was scared sick, used to disassociate

Now look at all these hairpins I negotiate

Pssh, styling on em

Wild as a motherfucker

Higher than you buying it

Blame my environment

There’s something in my wiring

I don’t know, maybe they’re too microscope

Maybe I’m too macro with the tackles on the microphone

Oh I think they like it though

Trying to keep it lighter but it’s darker out

Pull the marker out

Make a map about the moment

Go ahead, go in, I’m zoning, I’m coping

I’m hoping I’m rolling, I wrote it

I made it for you

True

Just trying to step around the dog doo doo

I’ve been living in a fish bowl

Everybody looking, everybody looking, yeah

Looking at the kid go

Doing what they wouldn’t

Doing what they couldn’t

Beats up, hanging out the window

Everybody juking, everybody juking, yeah

Getting up then we get low

Everybody pushing, everybody pushing, yeah