Abiyoyo Lyrics

You don't wanna come off as a mooch

So dont be askin me what the man can do for you

Dont be rude

Dont be silly

Don't be cussin

I know what the city folk flee from

Abiyoyo

Seismic Squid

Invertebrates from the six dimension

Doom Visions

Blindfold

I peek

Im sippin

No hidin

Whats not clickin

Falling on deaf ears like

Music for ants

Kafkaesque

and grab yourself a canna pork soda

More arms than the press

More depressed than in harms way I gotta confess

I figured out how to move forward thru time and space without a bus pass

Pray for my dumb ass

Sometimes

I wanna yell at the cat

You cant leave

And you dont have thumbs

My guy

Whats wrong

Im bucky philips man im one with the trees

Steppin in bigfoots foot prints like, oh what these old things?

If the rich gave damns

Theyd say fuck demand

They would devert the funds

Whatever happened to

Living a christian Truth?

Its all tangled up and the soundman Slumped

I Think he Shootin up in the booth

Hit the juul, Formaldehyde

Shorty leave the crib

pulverized, Satisfied

Country Fried

Franklin stove

That's that Warm inviting Glow

Drowning in the folds

I may try and guide the blade

With theatrical precision

Demolition derby

Its elementary, don't get defensive

It's been taxes

Get mad cause

Theres been inaction

Theres been an accident

Up ahead

Crane your neck

You might see it if you strain

Crane your neck

Beat the Press

And dribble down the middle

Everyday i wake up push the boulders out my eyes

Where they form at night

The rocks topography

Fatalist Palmistry

Every trap door keep it shut leave the mystery alone

How i know they even got rome

How I know they even got australopithicus

Scale up til its beyond ridiculous

Sustain that growth like a cancer

Let my hair down Mike Miller

Double OT Thriller

Run the money and the Moola and the Skrilla

I just got the goons, I forgot how to send em

Abiyoyo They cant go where he go

Folklore Legend

A pep in my step

Yes brethren

A rich Bardic Tradition

I'm really that dude

That's goin My man

On the road

Pumpin that good ol unleaded 87 again

Caution to the wayside

Save some for the wind

Sippin gin and juice but who the fuck like gin

It's cheaper just to build a new building

It's cheaper just to build a new building