Loon Song - Spose

They said I can’t get there from here

There’s no careers 'less you’re sellin' books, boots, or beer

But I’ll get big bucks and dough without shootin' deer

Where it’s rural with the squirrel, need the dollar sign in plural

My battle is uphill like vicodin

I’m from the state where they do the big H, and I don’t mean hydrogen

And I’ve been out like recyclin' day

I’m not gay, but I’m magic with the mic in my face

I got airborne, but got sicker

My geography remote like the clicker, but I’m easy to find

I lived off one-oh-nine since '98

You add it up, and that equates my mind state (dang right, right there)

Spose the chosen one, I think you could all witness

Trees in the house daily like it’s all Christmas

Dudes who don’t like me, I think they’re all bitches

Run their mouth while I go and run a small business

Sorry, I got distracted, what was it?

There we go

Outwork me?

You need a clone and a miracle

But I’m so chill, in the summer, I might wear a coat

More subdued than a guy with a Periscope

Dang right, right there

That’s frickin' scarier than hell (frickin' scarier than hell)

You have any idea what I’m talkin' about, dear?

I haven’t always had Franklins, but I’ve been here

If she’s a six in New York, she’s a ten here

We’ve got loons in my periphery

Lyrically, the department of inland fishery

My anthropology’s soldered into my symphonies

The townies revvin' hemmies in front of Marden’s and Renys, mm, that’s my

heritage

I should’ve bought it when I saw it, I want more than I’m allotted

That’s American (dang right, right there)

Until they play me like Jay-Z, I’ll preach my sentence

Even though the outlook is bleak, like Memphis

We all got lost, then I found the beat

While my neighbors ride snowmobiles down the street

Uniform;

flannel shirt over the hoodie

Catch a buzz where the trees lookin' woody (dang right, right there)

All of this facts, it’s like a phone with a printer attached

When I do raps, I need a house bigger than like seven, I’ll figure it out

I never doubt, went from garbage and trash, started to rap

I spit artisan crafts from my part of the map

I count cash and I started to laugh

It’s more than you go in jo' hands, son, word to Scarlett, I’m back

Dang right, right there

That’s frickin' scarier than hell (scarier than hell)

Twenty minutes into the meal, the moose on the wall starts talkin' to me

«Hey!»

(«Hey!»)

I’m goin' loony, I’m from the boonies, you hate me, then sue me

My car is not inspected, Wells policemen pursue me

I’m signin' boobies, the ugly Clooney, my life is a movie

I play a peasant that is plottin' on the royalty’s rubies, need retribution

I’m the guillotine, each verse a execution

Caught a buzz once, but I need electrocution

If rap don’t work, well fuck it, bro, I guess the next solution

Eyes on the prize, I got, I got, I got tantalized (dang right, right there)

They got moist when they heard my voice was amplified

Is he perfect or too perfect?

They can’t decide

The way I kill it, baby, it’s not like infanticide, maybe I fantasize

What’s my name (name, name, name)?

If people don’t know it

I s’pose I’ll keep goin' and rowin' 'til my boat gettin' broken

Might be insane (sane, sane, sane), pursuin' the path

That no person has proven, I guess I’m just that type of human

I want a house by the beach, a house by the lake

Another house to rent out at high price rate

Plus a parkin' lot to charge ninety dollars a day

That’s per car to park for all out-of-state plates

Yeah, man, that’ll be ninety dollars, please.

Yeah, nine—where are you from?

New York?

Yeah, that’ll be nine—ninety dollars, thank you.

Oh no,

we don’t take cards.

We, um—there's an ATM, if you head up, back into town,

take a right at the light, go through… si—I think six lights, take a, …

left?

there.

And then, you know, go up, you’re gonna go up one-oh-nine and

there should be a bank right there on the right.

There should be a ATM there,

so, just go there, hit the ATM, come back, it’ll be ninety bucks, thanks,

have a…