parade Lyrics

Aye, don't you wanna dance my darling, dance my darling, dance my darling, dance

Where'd I put my dancing shoes

Happy Feet on every ant, I'm a trampling fool

Too loud for the bots and their chanting rules

Aye, dance my darling, dance my darling, dance

Sad man gotta have moves

Reach in your bag, man's gotta have tools

Or they'll watch you disappear, more gas for the cruise

Just dance, I know you got it in ya

Let me see you fight like the 9th grade ninja

Or you can go, no difference to me, no sweat off my head, no like off my Insta

I been around like a Lost Boy, watch your tone

Dead by delusion, greatness prone

Your definition of free is just off your phone

And your definition of ballin is just picking a role

Keep on screaming "-"

Just how long before they screaming "Massa"

Just how long before the DJ tired

Just how long before the DJ fired

Mister ladder man, can you find me who's responsible for all that cryin'

All that screaming done woke my mom

Y'know she gotta go to work at nine

What kind of bone might they toss you? (huh)

Maybe a little nomination while they boss you- (mm)

Round, they'll cancel a culture to copy off you (oh)

Maybe a couple hundred K for the lawsuit (huh)

Maybe a couple thoughts a day bout the chaos (one)

Maybe a bit of placebo to shake the pain off (two)

I might think too much if I ever got faded

But don't get it twisted I'ma *have* this parade

Dance my darling, dance my darling, dance my darling, dance

I been in a dancing mood

One, two, bent and approved

Bent and in tune with the creaks of the room

Knees bent under, every other, crash of thunder, crack, a pop, a tactful blunder

Dance to the beat of the marching evils

Never let em get to your stash of wonder

Ride the beat to the horizon, I'm from the wild, wild, west

New Kdot and these two new boots, y'know me, I step, step, step

Stand on the hill til you feel it in ya heels

Pull the globe til you feel it in ya back

Tryna get my Jersey homies to Japan

I'm a child of the sun, might as well see the land

Oh my dilemma, wedding bouquet

Wooden spoon days, ten counts meant cane

But it's all good I'm a sage to the pain

Ones in the air like candy rain

Oh but tell em bring the beat in again

I'm talking left right left like it's See You Again

I might think too much if I ever got faded

Lookin in the mirror like "happy belated"