Ace Toth, Ace Ha and J-Toth from Hoth - I Gotta Skate (feat. Brad Millabeats)
Woo! Landed it! Airwalk dude! You landed an airwalk?I'm a skater, yup, I'm a skater
You're no player, just a lucky hater
I'm a skater, what? I'm a skater
Cuff these haters, huh, check you later
I can ollie curbs now, hauling ass, a
Few months ago, I'd just be falling fast
Bust a burn and serve to the upper class
When up jumps the learning curve, foot on the gas
Pedal to the metal like Metallica and Megadeth
Until hip hop stepped up, hella fresh
Yes, Yes Y'all, Feelin hella blessed, when
Mary Jane lost her breath in the rillofest
What more could you want in this life?
A board, a Blunt and maybe a mic
A wife who could cook and even hang with the guys
Do some switch Crooks and fuck all night
Am I right? Like am I right or am I right?
And I don't see an end in sight, like the Northern Lights
Learn a trick and put more on ice, sometimes a
Six-Day War like the Golan Heights
I'm a skater, yup, I'm a skater
You're no player, just a lucky hater
I'm a skater, what? I'm a skater
Cuff these haters, huh, check you later
At 20, I can't skate until I get a job
At 30, my job leaves me no time to skate
At 40, this gut makes me feel like a slob
At 50, how much longer can I afford to wait?
I got no time to waste, cuz I need time to skate
She wonders why I'm late, I don't know what to say
She asked how was my day, I guess it was okay
She wants more time to play, I don't know what to say
It's like I feel ashamed, and make some kind of game
When she just wants a way, for us to feel the same
But how can I explain, the one thing that remains
Is not her heart or brain, it's just this wooden plank
I gotta skate, I gotta skate, I gotta skate, I gotta skate
I gotta skate, I gotta skate, I gotta skate, I gotta skate
My boss saw me today, and wants me to explain
Why I keep coming late, I don't know what to say
He says he'll dock my pay, if I can't get it straight
Ship out or stay in shape, his face fills up with hate
Each day I do the same, and when he comes my way
I know just what he'll say, and that's just how it plays
So that's our little game, and he's a little lame
But he gets his weed from me, so he needs me to stay
I gotta skate, I gotta skate, I gotta skate, I gotta skate
I gotta skate, I gotta skate, I gotta skate, I gotta skate
Written by:
Jonathan Getzschman
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