Elevator Music

[Intro] (Annoying Ass Dude)
Hey, how you doing
(Hey, how you doing man)
I'm good man
(That's good, you ready for the work today man?)
What?
(I said are you ready for the work today man?)
Uh, I mean I guess so...
Ah, shit
Yo when the hell did this elevator get this hip-hop shit
I don't know man
Alright, I'm gonna lay something down to this then

[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh, This elevator music
Know this shit is therapeutic
This the type of shit where you
Wanna stand up and then go do it
I’m meditating
You be racin and you Tay-K-in
Chillin in venice I’m sittin here Vacay-in
Now I’m, Listening to Aminè and watching all this anime
Occupying time, while I drive right thru Virgini-aye
Story of my life on DVD and you be pressing play
While All of y’all be gassin me
Chillin in an Elevator
Comin back like im the terminator
Running back like I’m OJ
Bye, see ya later
Just be the motivator not the fuckin imitator
And go stick it to the court while you be Reggie I’m the Pacers
Shit is broken, shit is dumb, man I’m bored, it ain’t fun
I'm an adjective and a noun
Migos gotta pipe it down
I’m Curry from that downtown
They say that’s IT man you a clown
And I sat down thinking...
After I went had breakfast
Troy and Gabriella got this mother fucking necklace
Pour in the bowl then I have some Cereal
Go to watch movies like Star Wars I’m imperial
Darth Vader cereal
Man what you know
Say that’s it and you a joke
Now they say he back to sellin coke
Not the drug but the cola
Killing becoming colder
Mind becoming older
Making big bucks while you be sittin on the sofa
Let’s go

*Speaking*
Yo, I could really go for some Mac and cheese right now or like some Pizza
(What about a Salad?)
The fuck bro does it look like I want a salad

[Verse 2]
Uh, I, I just want them fries, and chicken, them fingers, it lingers
And then with the tenders I throw up the middle
Like I’m Malcom
Not X with a sad album
Not Chex Mix
It’s a whole different outcome
I wanna sit down and go right to the cafeteria
STDs be spreading cuz of all of this bacteria
People tryna bomb like the war goin on in Syria
While all the girls be tryna fit this fuckboy’s criteria
I’m MTV, I’m NBC, and you ABC-ing
HLR like I’m John man you can’t be see-in
Give me a reason
I’m about to start peaking
Snowden in the Winter I’m about to start leaking
PMSin, TBSin falling into a depression
My discretion is a question man what do I say?
Had a chance to meet Klay in Golden State with my bae
But I just ate lunch, PB & J right with some Frito lay
Who wrote this shit, they asked, I said it’s me okay
Going heaven like I’m Led takin that stairway
Bounce this shit like woah, ha, it’s child’s play
While I’m chillin, sippin some good old fucking cabaret
Oh by the way, I’m real, you fucking clichè
I hate this shit, like I’m Garfield on Monday
You turned me off on the mother fucking parkway
And now we done, it’s my mother fucking payday

(Outro) (Annoying Ass Dude)
(Uh, so, you're like really good at rapping, like really really good at rapping, I really think we should get to know each other better, and like maybe we can hangout and go to a party together, oh my god we should definitely go to a party together it would be absolutely insane.)