Yoni’s Electrocardiographs Songtext
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Yoni’s Electrocardiographs Songtext
Catholic school boys rule, nine fingers to the sun
I′m happy you woke, I woke up less broke giving twice the fucks
Honestly believe that British people overuse the word cunt
Connecticut men give felons so I will never own a gun
Only hire shooters
Never been to Hooters
If this was Los Angeles in '92 I′d be a griot
Kanye sends dick pics
I watch chick flics
How the hell am I 36 and so fucking defiant
Swam back to the trap, noticed most trap rappers are clients
Seen stacks as big as their bodies in my closet designed for appliances
Touched a lot of dollars
All of it I owe to others
Rest in peace Scotty Sixo
You know I'll always love you
(Okay go)
There are times in life when your ex uncle confesses to be a cutter
Then spreads peanut butter all over his body after smoking rocks in the gutter
I wish that most my songs were in fact word of mother
I believe people can change
I believe people will fuck you
Ain't nobody really wanna fuck around and get a piece of bullet
And the market they don′t wanna see a revolution or a guillotine
Only funny memes to reiterate what they already believe
There are men in red hats and suits of ice stealing children
Those ain′t ghosts of Christmas past, those are modern day Krampuses
Those are scruges supporting exclusion and hate speech
Slapping the other cheek
So called Christians taking each piece of bread and fish from the weak
Nailed a felon to a cross
Made a gazillion off death penalty
Put a commie on a cross
Tells us his corpse would save a thing
Now they're actively sorting his legacy
In an act of human supremacy
By believing the entirety of the planet is owed to us so selfishly
"What a long strange trip its been"
Kids quote in yearbooks
But that was only a short time
I′m on my eighth life year
Amy man please save me
Its I don't know p wavy
Maybe these are only teenage cries for help from the dephs of hell or hades
Can′t stop thinking of people that voted for Trump
Or the one time in junior high when a little boy called me skunk
Because he saw my skin was light but it wasn't white enough
Thought english wasn′t my mother tongue cause my family was Puerto Rican
Suburban Connecticut kids laugh at a name that sounded foreign
Never quite fit in with the other ones on the teacher's attendance list
In California when I was 11 they asked me to speak Mexican
Got so sick of explaining that eventually I just said
Yes
Yes
Yes
It's fine
It′s fine
It′s fine
It's fine
(It′s fine
It's fine)
It′s fine
Everything is a test
Everything falls in line
Like flat ones and electrocardiographs when we die
Everything is a test
I against I against I
In the meantime use those brains to redefine that life
Everything is a test
Everything falls in line
Like flat ones and electrocardiographs when we die
I′m happy you woke, I woke up less broke giving twice the fucks
Honestly believe that British people overuse the word cunt
Connecticut men give felons so I will never own a gun
Only hire shooters
Never been to Hooters
If this was Los Angeles in '92 I′d be a griot
Kanye sends dick pics
I watch chick flics
How the hell am I 36 and so fucking defiant
Swam back to the trap, noticed most trap rappers are clients
Seen stacks as big as their bodies in my closet designed for appliances
Touched a lot of dollars
All of it I owe to others
Rest in peace Scotty Sixo
You know I'll always love you
(Okay go)
There are times in life when your ex uncle confesses to be a cutter
Then spreads peanut butter all over his body after smoking rocks in the gutter
I wish that most my songs were in fact word of mother
I believe people can change
I believe people will fuck you
Ain't nobody really wanna fuck around and get a piece of bullet
And the market they don′t wanna see a revolution or a guillotine
Only funny memes to reiterate what they already believe
There are men in red hats and suits of ice stealing children
Those ain′t ghosts of Christmas past, those are modern day Krampuses
Those are scruges supporting exclusion and hate speech
Slapping the other cheek
So called Christians taking each piece of bread and fish from the weak
Nailed a felon to a cross
Made a gazillion off death penalty
Put a commie on a cross
Tells us his corpse would save a thing
Now they're actively sorting his legacy
In an act of human supremacy
By believing the entirety of the planet is owed to us so selfishly
"What a long strange trip its been"
Kids quote in yearbooks
But that was only a short time
I′m on my eighth life year
Amy man please save me
Its I don't know p wavy
Maybe these are only teenage cries for help from the dephs of hell or hades
Can′t stop thinking of people that voted for Trump
Or the one time in junior high when a little boy called me skunk
Because he saw my skin was light but it wasn't white enough
Thought english wasn′t my mother tongue cause my family was Puerto Rican
Suburban Connecticut kids laugh at a name that sounded foreign
Never quite fit in with the other ones on the teacher's attendance list
In California when I was 11 they asked me to speak Mexican
Got so sick of explaining that eventually I just said
Yes
Yes
Yes
It's fine
It′s fine
It′s fine
It's fine
(It′s fine
It's fine)
It′s fine
Everything is a test
Everything falls in line
Like flat ones and electrocardiographs when we die
Everything is a test
I against I against I
In the meantime use those brains to redefine that life
Everything is a test
Everything falls in line
Like flat ones and electrocardiographs when we die
Writer(s): Julio Ramos, Yoni Wolf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
