S366 - Raised on the Internet (feat. Big Billy H)

Cheese, cheese cheese all in my pocket
Hop on my ship it's a rocket
Pullin' my gun imma cock it
J. Hall pulled my arm out the socket
Name brands, I just bought it
Now imma switch up the topic
I'm a new music producer
Don't look at me i'm Medusa
You're a girl, i'm a seducer
Chewin' the game like bazooka
Oh Christ imma sing hallelujah

The Internet came out before I was born, aren't I strange?
I know more Webkinz games than president's names
I remember when YouTube came out, I was like five years old
I saw porn before I was watching cartoons, now I feel old
Ain't that fucked up?
Well for everybody listening put your hands up
If you fucked up (Put your hands up high)
If you fucked up (Put your fucking hands up to the fucking sky)
If you fucked up (If you fucked up drunk, if you fucked up high)
If you fucked up (Put your motherfucking hands high)
If you fucked up (Put your hands up high)
If you fucked up Put your fucking hands up to the fucking sky)
If you fucked up (If you fucked up drunk, if you fucked up high)
If you fucked up (Put your motherfucking hands high)

Feel it man, i'm Shao Billy
I don't know I don't really care man
I don't even know what I said man
I'm a dead man
I do this shit for a day
And I don't know if I understand man
Do a bit, I feel alive
I don't know all of these bitches and then I come to your city
And then you're gone snitching
I don't even want God
I got my rock ticking my watch ticking
Oh, and then my mom wigging, mom's watching
Oh man I feel like i'm stalking
All these bitches, and then you there come to my weekend
To the spot, that's all I got

I don't even know what the fuck you got
Cause' you're scared of me
I don't even know who you are any more
I got too many people that I ain't stopping for
I don't even wanna be there when they're shot through the floor
I ain't a god to the floor
I'm like a cock to the bull, oh
I don't even knock anymore
I got these books in my pocket that I don't even watch anymore
I'm gone like aight then
I don't even talk anymore
I don't even know what the fuck that i'm saying i'm gone

Feel it going cause i'm feeling,
Like I need it
Something cause i'm fiending
Without sleeping
On y'all

Written by:
Sean Daley, William Heenan

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