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Current mood:  distractable Category: Music
Mea Culpa Vocals by Maxx Music by Black Landlord and Olaf Hund
Albert Einstein’s mind was designed binary However mine’s aligned quite the contrary I’m a lazy fat bitch ain’t now doubt about it The master procrastinator I go longer without it If the questions later or now that really ain’t a question I’m creative in how I hide my own depression Suppression with the drugs left hand self love Order out for the grub cause I can’t stand up You know how it is don’t be answering the phone They knocking on your door you pretend there’s nobody home If you wanna be alone God Dammit you full grown Just you and your dome breaking it down to the bone You stand up hommes for real that’s been shown With certain problems you prone but you showed you got stones Quit trying to prove to everybody that you’re useless Make that move and quit thinking up excuses
Chorus Hey man I must of forgot (I must have forgot) Or I was to busy smoking pot (smoking pot) Jerking off in a sock sitting on my sofa I don’t know what to say man Mea Culpa
I can talk myself outta anything and that should go without even mentioning And that’s not withstanding or depending On the situation or even my participation Or having an appreciation of the problems that I’m facing It takes careful calculations avoiding major abrasions Allot of inner evaluation and self-actualizations Simplifying complications in complex life relations Dealing with realizations and meeting those expectations Of other people ya know what fuck other people The last time I checked we was all equal We make similar mistakes in all shapes and sizes For some they’re entrees for others they’re appetizers Same shit different day some quit some stay Others walk away and some fight some lay back Way outta sight and hope everything’s all right Take flight you lazy mutherfuckers choose life
Aw dude I must of forgot (I must have forgot) I was to busy smoking pot (smoking pot) Jerking off in a sock sitting on my sofa I don’t know what to say man Mea Culpa
Let’s start with punctuality it’s the first fatality When peon human beings start escaping from reality My time is valuable G I didn’t know 2 meant 3 "My fault I thought you was on C.P.T." When a brother can’t depend upon another it’s sickening That stereotype be fitting like grits and fried chicken Niggas be trippin living in their own time space continueum Watch me swing it like a pendulum I ain’t always genuine but then I try to be a friend to them Knowing what to say when the rush of adrenalin Crush you like anfetamine up in your brain Cold driving you insane you’ll never be the same ole Playstation creation whole day wasting Your girl was mad patient but yall done had this conversation On a daily rotation so why ain’t you facing it Because you still space’n it trying to retrace your shit
Aw dude I must of forgot (I must have forgot) I was to busy smoking pot (smoking pot) Jerking off in a sock sitting on my sofa I don’t know what to say man Mea Culpa
8:27 AM
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