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Learn to Curse

from Cheap Drinks, Poor Lighting by Bon Mot

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Now I don't make the effort that will ever make me famous
Don't make the music that could move me up the ladder
I'd be better bout being broke if better than the basics
But only seem to bitch about the shit that doesn't matter
Like every single summer when I'm waiting for the winter
And every winter when I'm waiting to be happy
I could hardly handle heat, even down to a simmer
Still in the mix with the only motherfucker clapping
Backing up, I'm cracking up, you think you slacking but
I'm late every day purposely suck at shit like Dracula
Catastrophic madness when I circumvent the capitol
Even Slack when I rap, I make up crap like Agatha
Christen this with piss and vinegar, Eating dinner first
Winning hurts as much as losing so I'm splitting bills with her

Damn baby, what you giving such a fuck about?
Am I crazy or are you playing the runaround
Who you calling lazy? A self proclaiming fuck around
Ducking down to pop up and take shots at the fucking crowd

Cocky sloppy they respond with cop a hobby
Now my hobby turned to passion turned to raps that you ain't stopping
To sloppily gobbling up your gobbledegook
Vomited laughter in the chapter of your novelty hooks
Ayo your taste in music's stupid like a comedy book
In a scrapper hand to hand ya man will probably book
Re-attach my pants with the hand that he probably shook
I ain't salty, I hope y'all fucking happy and choke

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from Cheap Drinks, Poor Lighting, released April 4, 2017

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