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Starbuck's Free Sampler ep

by Johnic & Skooop

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1.
On 00:33
2.
Sweet Candy 02:28
My car ain't as tight as it should The only thing that's bustin off is the hood The oil in the engines too cold to stir The only thing that's tight is the leather intererior Need to get my car fixed, need to get a fix Where the fuck's my bowl when I need a hit Cereal, rapping songs about Lucky Charms Mainline the mellow shit in my fucking arm Crush it up, snort the shit, free base it Put it in the spoon and light that shit Doing hits of Fruity Loops in my Taurus Swerving round corners cuz I'm a big mess I get high with a big hit from my soda pop The only coke I do is with the cherry filled top Pop rocks hittin' my throat like a landmine Slippin choco-shots in my car on the part time Rap game John Candy Like Billy & Mandy I'm a billionaire I'm a millionaire I'm going hard on the twitter game babble P-P-Playing around like I'm the top hat Twitter monopoly better than Scrabble Peeping that shit further than the Hubble Telescope, peekin at the competition cards You're playing poker on your own accords While I'm playing pokerface with your girlfriend Gettin' all the nudes that she prefers Cause I'm not tripping on the same lame shit Taking the high road ain't as easy as takin shots Taking hits, being hot, gotta take my shirt off Tip toein twinkie dudes who get caught jerkin off I was made to run this game like Pistorius Blade running around on this twitter tip Writing rap songs like I gotta take a dip Swimming pool swagger on my fucking dick
3.
Party Grrrl 03:26
You're a real party girl with some R&R in your hand Marlboros between your breasts My leather jacket smells a bit like you My heart beats to the pit pat sound of your feet The shitty party is fogging up my glasses again My own self concious is beating out my chest and then I think its better than sitting inside jacking off Your black hair is like black hair, pulled up, not enough Want to see it running through my finger tips Trying not to be that guy trying get you to fuck me I'm not that kinda guy you see I'm not some kinda sleezy bro, drunk, pissed pants, sweaty Hitting on-you at 3AM at the party that we can't leave Cause our friends are there trying to get laid too I just want to get in bed with you Don't get it twisted, that's not what I'm about Not trying to get my dick sucked, dick fucked, make out Want to fall asleep with Netflix on the TV Wrap my arms around you, peanut butter and jelly The way I see this party is that I'm the weird fuck Sitting in the corner texting through my phone book No beer in my hand, still trying to talk to you James Murphy, LCD, making eyes across the room I'm trying to improve myself, going vegetarian But the meat that I'm serving isn't letting me care again I bought this fucking case of protein, collecting dust Trying to hit the gym right now isn't important There's no way that I'm chugging this whey Making shakes, getting buff, not hitting the gym enough Not hitting the weights, my muscles arent up to snuff Less of a beef cake, more of string bean fuck Busy being a self depricating dude Depressions got a holda me like Henry Rollins did Will we take the U and I put em together kid No matter what, I'll keep trying to start today I said
4.
Frankly mister shankly you seemed to've misheard I've got my twenty first years down, my voice is inferred Through my art and my music, it's all the same now kid But still I must speak frankly, what my voice will allow kid I should have followed my dreams and moved out to LA I should've packed up all my bags and ran away Taken the train with the red Amtrak painted on the sides Cold Playing while I turn on the light that guides Keep telling me I'm not the rap game prodigy Constantly I'm just the white kid from B.F.E. Not satisfied with where he thinks that he will be In five years with a white colar company Twenty two year old kid still don't know what to do Plans changing faster than Lee kicks with the Bruce Just going to drop outta this place and pay off the loans Spend the rest of my life waiting on dial tone Another day I'm on that grind In that class I'm doing time Watch me crank a video Watch me crank and watch me ohh Watch me crank that soldier boy than superman a woman Got more fans than Macklemore and MGK and all of them I shoot these fucking skits then put them on the tube Cause it let's me do some things I thought I'd never do Like rap about my weekend and eat a fucking tac-o Maybe in a few years I'll get to have my own show I'm jealous of the nerds and the comedians who trump me Get to do what the fuck they want thinkin' out perform me I'm a whole lot funnier than dorks in New York and Get a lot more laughs at my videos cause I am the man I'm the shit, I cannot quit, on that track, I stay fit Lyrical sprinter, video Splinter Cell, I'm Sam Fisher, take you out with no one knowing More important than these nerds without even showing Another day I'm on that grind In that class I'm doing time Watch me crank a video Watch me crank and watch me ohh Watch me crank that soldier boy than superman a woman Got more fans than Macklemore and MGK and all of them Another day I'm on that grind, getting kisses all the time Watch me crank my dick right now Watch me crank my eyebrow Watch me do the peoples elbow to my dick and without looking Turn around and kill the track, a dozen Ledgers think I'm joking
5.
D.I.N.E.R.S. 02:46
Diner days are the only thing on my mind Hometown Denny's swagger on that grind With Rams Horn on deck with greasy chicken strips My one dumb friend who won't give that tip But I give that tip to the bill and the William Cashing out ain't the time I'm dealin with 'em I'm dealing cards like a poker star, I'm Merson Taking out take out while I'm eating out, Jameson Who drove the crew to the the fucking coffee shop We see the jerk from high school in the tank top Thick frames, mustache, who's the hipster now dude? Trendy ass fuck thinks his styles got attitude Don't take your time with your response kid The meter outside with the Accura needs get fed But you're saving your nickles, dimes and your pennies To tip the strippers who you aren't even getting any My friends, I hope to see you at the diner on main street Getting dinner with all of you At our seats in the corner of the room Getting served by Kristen Making fun of the rich kids on the other side of the room On the other side soon Playing the game with the Fortress and the Team Filling up my parents DVR with Adventure Time Killing time before my friends pick me up tonight Where we hang at Looney until we see the sunrise When we're not driving around heading to Meijer And reading magazines with tattoos on the cover Wally's got the logo with Jurrasic Park and Matt's got high-fiving Pee-Wee Herman Still the same since high school but instead we get shreded We've got a couple twenties, but we're more level headed Just because our drivers licence says that we're different It says that we're 22, but we're acting like Seventeen Again There's no one I'd rather waste my days with than these guys Eatin' some pizza, donuts, and the chili cheese fries Wally, Collin, Brian, Matt, sorry if I forget someone Let's hit up Zack's and talk shit about the kids from Canton
6.
Laydeez Man 03:59
Rap game Elian, Cuban raft alien Killin' all the beats that I'm appearin in Drinkin all the soda, I ain't sharin' 'em I got a Red Box and I watch with your girl friend It's apparent that my glasses are thick Quit telling me that my hair is slick I know my denim's flared and I don't give a shit My boots are bigger than the competitions dick's They trippin on they back of they pants again Hit me up if you're looking for a real man Hit me up if you can handle me Hit me up if you wanna watch some DVD's Hit me up on OkCupid, yes I'm trolling every day Girlies get mad when I tell 'em I don't get paid All the ladies, I'm single and a mingle Feeling in the spine, that's a tingle, feel it Ladies man, trick, Tim Meadow Ladies man, trick, Tim Meadow Ladies man, trick, Tim Meadow Writing rap songs, David Thoreau Now I'm not the ladies man that I seem to scribe I'm a lyrical stooge that can't seem to transcribe His thoughts, his feelings, without any passion So I just talk shit behind this big grin Writing songs like I'm Drake, my wheels on the ground I'm real and I'm sound, I'm sticking around Rap game real shit take me down a peg again And watch me rise like my name is Patrick Flynn Take the time to get to know me and I'll hit you up I'll send you my digits and a link to my facebook We'll be in the trap with a couch and some Netflix Butter popcorn, acting corny clowning with these chicks White chicks, black chicks, any kinda chicks I'll be writing big checks keeping myself in check Kiss my neck and I'll be kissing your cheek Go down a little bit, get a little R rated you'll see

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released April 9, 2013

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