Lyrics
IIIII JUST WANNA BE LAZYYYY
Till my shit gets done
i let the beat kick, and then i sit on the floor
let the snares hit while i sit around some more
never get a grip, because whats life for
i just wanna be lazy then go on tour
do you identify with the lack of motivation
we could cure cancer with the time we been wasting
too much fun to live without responsibility
you gotta open up, maybe learn about humility
i'm showin-the=world-i-care by sittin on my ass
tryna learn respect drink a beer smoke the grass
alarm is buzzin in my ear, and its a mad dash
cause i'm never gonna pass if i never go to class
i dont wanna study, i dont wanna work
i dont wanna push weights till my arms hurt
i dont wanna try to break dance on the floor
i just wanna be lazy and go on tour
my girls got love even when i'm a slob
gas tank empty and i aint got a job
but i'm still right here tryina write a fresh spit
rock a show, cheap food, when i'm thru take a shit
yeah i can be vulgar, you'll have to excuse the french
at least my room escaped the power of a bad stench
cause i want nothin of it, no cockroach on the floor
i just wanna be lazy then go on tour
and yeah i realize that work is in the formula for suc cess
but what ya expect, i only work towards the big test
its like i ingest all the talk about A's and B's
but luckily for me, you know that c's get degree's
stop the music, i'm outta booze and soundin stupid
dont know what i'm doin, bout to ruin my own song
can you blame me, the quest for fame just makes me crazy
no one wants to pay me, so if you're lazy sing along like
