Sick Day

It was 1974
Young Autobeat rolled out the factory door
Fresh, clean, yeah man not a scratch
Indianapolis initial dispatch
First 13 years just sat back
Soaked up culture learned how to rap
Cut my teeth on a crew called brain sand
With some humans Adam B was my man
But me no I had to be warming up
Hit beat down started up forming up
A crew that definitely pulled it up
Showermast that band that’ll bump the rump, buuuut
All good things gotta die sometime
Transfer where there ain’t no sunshine
Hooked up with these Autobeat allies
Dude we were like minded after one line
One night man yo I knew we had work
Lost one beat junkie; I’m through with that jerk
Step back it’s a red alert I’m not kiddin’
Get in any motor vehicle that you can fit in
Sit in any seat in the emergency position
Allow that Autobeat to make it happen, man no wishin’
I’m just another dude on just another stage
In yet another city part of a bigger State
And there’s a billion shows going down every day
(What you gonna do man?) Stand here and say that
There’s a lot of Rappers still in the void
A lot of hot crews out there making noise
Every single night bot there’s a billion choices
You’re here now so raise your voices (Oooooooooh-ooo)
You’re here now so raise your voices (Oooooooooh-ooo)
Man I hate it when I gotta get up when it’s dark
I’m too tired and I just want to sleep in
Start thinking I might have a cough (fake cough)
Think my boss will believe it
This weekend I did a lot of drinkin’
My voice sounds deep so it just might fly
Start thinking that I just might try
Clear my throat hold up (clears throat) Hi
This is Andrew Hart I’m not feeling too well
Think I got the flu but I really can’t tell
Voice is all scratchy and it’s starting to swell
And well, you know I might be contagious
It feels like it is in the early stages
My girl had now I think I caught it
(Stay home man) Aw yeah dude bought it
Hook line and sinker man and never even fought it
It’s time to get the sleep restarted cause hey
Really not prepared to begin this day
Up last night at a show too late
Too many drinks and too much smoke
And I wasn’t even rapping just laying low (bling-bling)
Hold up I gotta get the cell phone
(Hello) it was thighs talking real fast
All I made out (Man, go to the pad)
I’m just another dude on just another stage
In yet another city part of a bigger State
And there’s a billion shows going down every day
(What you gonna do man?) Stand here and say that
There’s a lot of Rappers still in the void
A lot of hot crews out there making noise
Every single night bot there’s a billion choices
You’re here now so raise your voices (Oooooooooh-ooo)
You’re here now so raise your voices (Oooooooooh-ooo)