Relax

Lyrics

Tilt your seats back and relax
 It's me Wax and EOM feed tracks
 To cats who hate weak raps and weak beats and repeats
 Of last weeks recyclables
 You can find out if my ass cheeks are like-able
 Kiss 'em while you hate
 I'll be sitting in the waiting room
 Writing tunes
 While you have a lively debate
 And while you waste time making stupid rules
 We'll stay in the pocket like newborn marsupials
 You'd be fools if you followed their lead
 You might as well kneel down and swallow their seed, man
 Hating on E and Wax
 E, pass me another hurricane dog
 So I can stay lit like a Duraflame log
 I prefer insane smog in my brain over airheadedness
 Add this to your "I didn't get it" list
 Fuck a memo
 Fuck a demo
 Fuck a deal
 Fuck every emotion in your soul that you feel
 Pop pills with us so you can roll with the real, thank you
 Another CD sold for a meal
 Take 'hold of the wheel
 Matter fact
 Give it back
 You can't handle the torque of an EOM track
 You put in so much effort
 To pitiful results
 Goddamn you have alot of faults, flaws
 Blemishes and shortcomings
 Me and E's forthcoming efforts
 Will be effortless and more stunning
 Ya'll ain't fucking with Wax
 Why do people seem so glass half-empty?
 Yet they give a pass to these half-ass Emcees
 What I have in common with giraffes, cash, and bees
 Is I'm high and I'm fly and I cause envy
 If Herbal T or EOM Isn't your name
 Then your musical advice was probably given in vain
 While you write and talk about the shit you think I need to change
 I'll be outside smiling, singing in the rain, man
 On my parade you can pour piss
 I'll be dancing on a float in a state of pure bliss
 One day me and Herbal T'll pour Crist'
 Till then, sorry bro, I'm too pour Chris
 But you can pass me the Paps
 And here's a fucking pillow EOM relax
 Lyrical gold medal Olympian
 Cardio
 Regimen
 Still I got
 Hardly no, benjamins
 Motherfuckers stop for the show
 Like Maury Povich and them
 I can see the sorry ho bitch in them
 Walk around with their nose in the air
 But we just brush 'em to the side like an emo kid combing his hair
 I rock tight like that same kid's jeans
 Ya'll are like X ridden teens
 All green with envy like thanksgiving beans and the casserole
 Beat you back into your hole like we're playing Whack-a-Mole
 Damn, ya'll some busy little beavers
 Pitiful achievers with your critical demeanor's
 We don't do it for the doubters we just rip it for believers
 If you haters want a cookie give a visit to the Keebler's
 One more, one more, one, two, three, four
 People show us love when we come through???
 DC too down to BCU
 And Hampton, where you'll find EOM cold lampin'
 Kickin' back making beats in his leisure time
 With a fine Caeser and Tequila from the freezer with a squeeze of lime
 I'm 'bout to go and get some peace of mind
 San Diego lay low with my seat reclined
 In the shade where the air is cooler
 I'll take the day off like Ferris Bueller
 Prepare a cooler, roll a big ass spliff
 You piss ants can come along or just remain stiff
 Spit clever just cause my tongue is your
 Type of curve balls win them fucking Cy Young Awards
 I'm Sandy Koufax
 So much stress on my mind it's hard to stay sober
 They decrease the load of the weight on my shoulders
 I hit the liquor store for another king cobra, use my debit card I hope it ain't over
 The limit cuz you know what that be, another 25 for the over draft fee
 Where does that go exactly? I don't know exactly, but it isn't to the lower class
 People lookin' for a check in stressed out conditions, regretting horrible decisions
 Like me who just got a DUI and I can't afford it the fee's are to high
 And there's no one to blame but I but I can't provide
 Water when my well's run dry and I got ripped off last year buyin' money tree's
 Look at em' everyday and still just fuckin leaves, a couple G's of spare change to some
 Who are those people, what are their name and num
 Birds, I'm so stressed I'm cuttin' up worms I laugh at the situation
 Cuz it's fuckin absurd. Check my swag as I rip it
 I'd pull out my hair but I can't quite grip it
 And I can't afford a damn flight ticket for a plane ride
 If I could I'd go to Maine and hide
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Duration
03:29
Key
7
Tempo
95 BPM

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