Meat Men ft. Nate Kristan Lyrics

Yeah I like music and I like it loud

And I'm dope like babba dubba dabba dee bop blaow

And I woke up stoked yo

Cause I got a mean beat and I jam

No joke yo

I was a kid in 1999

Stealing from the school box but I turned out fine

I never went to jail

Through my tools in a pale

Almost got run over from the man who gave mail

So come and get it it's time for the feast

I got the hunger like a rather ravenous beast

Let's go if you're ready and you think you can kill it

If you ain't getting down you're getting up in my skillet

But it's alright now I'm off the streets of the town

I'm all back at the homestead feeding the cows

I'm living off the land it was part of the plan

Choosing all my crew like the back of my hand

We are the meat men chop chop chop

Rock that guitar until my heart starts pounding

Grab a pick cause I got three thousand

Big beats make the kids go crazy

Hit them with it hit them with it time and spacey

We are the meat men coming for your hair on your shoulders

A chop chop chop chop we're only all getting older

You got to live in the now or get hit with the pow

You going to eat all the meat or take the final bow

Make coffee cruise control

Crack an egg and let the protein flow

Listen see you got to fuel the soul

Get busy with the chicken casserole

So I'm tough and coarse but I'll never eat a horse

Don't get down like that but I come as a force

I am a meat man strong fertile and rich

You want a piece of me I'll send you back to the ditch

We are the meat men chop chop chop