Suburban Base
Shredders Lyrics


Maybe I grew up like a piece a shit
Maybe I'm pathetic, babies
I ain't got no etiquette
They just spread it like they better
Who the fuck it this?
And then I'm on 'em like no other
I can take they gifts
Or leave 'em I embody
What they look for when they buying shit
I exude this quality they simply can not get
For dollars
They authenticity does not exist
For nothing
Gimme something
What the fuck you want

I'm beat up
My feet up
My seat back
Windows cracked
I'm relaxed
Got the wind
At my back
What the fuck could y'all want

I'm beat up
My feet up
My seat back
Windows cracked
I'm relaxed
Got the wind
At my back
What the fuck could y'all want

My vision blown in the wind of if it will, or if it won't
Then again no one is coming to get ya
Better listen for the engine when it's lit up
And the piston vren'a vren'a
Piss and vinegar, venom and cynical vigor don't get you up in it
Stop bitching just get in and whip it
I go with it, so vivid
So vicious, isn't it
My heart's light, but my soul's different
I beat back my depression with both fists
And I run digits, numbers up and down
Fucking up accounts, if that's what amounts
But um, okay okay
Heart pump like an 808
I cannot fade
Look at the state of play and tell me you ain't afraid
Mouth keep the razor blade
Tongue keep the edge at bay
Might meet the end today
That's why I made this, that's why I play this way

I'm beat up
My feet up
My seat back
Windows cracked
I'm relaxed
Got the wind
At my back
What the fuck could y'all want

What they do there isn't fair
I'm aware, it's a bear
Snap a snare and then I annex my square
Fly as I dare
You ain't gotta tell me how it compare, I don't care
Kid Icarus up like a flare, watch the glare
I don't put on, I just do me
Live from the beast
Fall on my face
Smile through my teeth
Find me a-
I don't put on I just do me
Live from the beast
Find me a piece
Or at least
Attack sustain decay release

I'm beat up
My feet up
My seat back
Windows cracked
I'm relaxed
Got the wind
At my back
What the fuck could y'all want

I'm beat up
My feet up
My seat back
Windows cracked
I'm relaxed
Got the wind
At my back
What the fuck could y'all want


Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.



Written by: Stefon Alexander, Andrew William Sims

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Comments from YouTube:

Mister Melancholy

I'm liking it. Just discovered this sorry I was late I always love listening to Sims "like you mean it" and POS "purexed" and doomtree and all the good old stuff from ten years ago, you guys rock.

Rodrigo Bandeira da Costa

Such a dope video, song and group. Love this!

qrs

Best song of the summer! Can't wait to see this new album live!

Ricardo Tramontini

Few raps inspire nowadays. This is one, for sure!

The3rdWitness

Like the majority of what they and associates do. If people were half as real as they like to think they would be way more popular. It’s sad really.

Nicholas Glavor

Love the video’s vibe! Man, Sims is looking shaggy!
Excited to see y’all live if you end up coming to the west coast during the second leg of the tour

Sawika56

Song was lit before, but paired with goofy moves and that GODDAMN beard! Loving it 🖤🖤🖤

dysper.

0:34 this hook is infectious.

tokefolk

"I sit back windows cracked..." loving everything about this track! (Even the beard 😜)

FangsFirst

*my seat's back

(I'm beat up/My feet up/My seat's back/Windows cracked/I'm relaxed/Got the wind/At my back/What the fuck could y'all want? -- Source: listening to it a million friggin' times to do my best at exact tweaks to the transcription on Genius)

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