Tom Sawyer - Good Morning

"My voice is like... my voice when I wake up is like, "Hey, I work in the radio station - Welcome to Madrid Station Radio.""
And we back again, and we back again
Yeah, alright
That's it, done with this waking up late shit
Every Madrileño tryna put you on the night shift
Tight ship, Tom Saw, rain check, one state:
Thinking 'bout a beat waiting on me back at my place
Every first take is my last take
Looking at the green gotta watch how the grass breaks
Looking at the gram gonna see how the ass shakes
Every algorithm taking diesel out ya gas tank
Every club feeling like it's Shawshank
Fuck that, Tom Saw 'bout to turn to Tom Hanks
Break out the jail, put a match to the whole space
Bump French Press, females got the stank face
It's time to bounce out that bottom bunk
Get ya day going, don't get caught up in the funk
My best friend told me that I had to spit my stuff
So I took the bus to work, I scribbled standing up
That's what's up, and I'm never sitting down
Cuz the world's moving fast and I'm tryna stick around
I used to let my face fall straight to the ground
But I let it all go when I focused on my sound
Good morning, gotta add this track to the track list
French Press, squeezing out the raps for these backless,
Bitches, no vertebrae, still doing Atkins
If dudes never heard of me, stab 'em with a cactus
That's sick, now let me take a fat piss
And think about all this other crazy ass, dumb shit
Facts getting spat from every news outlet
Inaccurate, fake ass anchors looking plastic
Caskets, never saw bin Laden's capped chest
Or Jeff Ep evidence coming from the courtship
Horseshit, corpses, millionaire Porsches
Fortress, fortified, filthy fucking mortgage
I'm bored bitch, Saw, please stop talking politics
And worry 'bout who the fuck is gonna be the one copping this
Tired of this rap game, I really just started it
RIP DOOM, want that metal mask partnership
And I came for the cartilage
And I wanna be a part of it
Whole family heritage, full of some artisans
Failed out of business school, only good at marketing
Spark it then, beats accompanied by some keef
That'll get ya head bobbing, get the fans out their seat
But never let it get to ya, stuck on the reef
Wake up with a fresh mind, let the coffee break the sleep, like
Good morning, gotta add this track to the track list
French press, squeezing out the raps for these backless,
Bitches, no vertebrae, still doing Atkins
If dudes never heard of me, stab 'em with a cactus

Written by:
Sawyer Boyd

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