Godparticle, Jalon Brown - DAY SHIFT Lyrics

My idol's idols are my idols
I don't fuck with no surprises
I got cyan on my eyelids
I got iron on my mind, bitch
Got a bo staff like i'm titus
Wanna use it, you can try it
But you ain't ever gonna tie this
Man down, hands down
Your cap like an ant's crown
Pants down
Cuz i'mma fuck you
While you prance round
And it's gonna suck, too
My religion is different
So don't judge my decisions
I don't fuck with division
Finding peace is my mission
Work my way out the system
Too polite like i'm British
Right, what's all this then
A shot i keep missing
Forty hours, no shower
Covered in white powder
My homies paid by the hour
Jet setting, got power
I'm like a hose, fuck the shower
You jerk-offs even louder
Than a grandpa chowing chowder
Baby sweet like a flower
She's making faces, i'm sour
Patchy beard, like i'm howard
Stark difference in our
Methods and questions, i tower
Over the world like a cow herd
Tryna make this whole fuckin town Work
But the city's all full of clowns, heard
That they've been killing the frown or
Leaving food on the counter
I've been alienated
For all the shit i'm creating
I still jump off the stages
I'm still making my payments
I ain't saying my name, shit
I ain't playing this game, it's
Getting too fucking dangerous
Fuck my dad and his lame shit
That's why i hate getting day shifts

My idol's idols are my idols
I don't fuck with no surprises
I got cyan on my eyelids
I got iron on my mind, bitch
Got a bo staff like i'm titus
Wanna use it, you can try it
But you ain't ever gonna tie this
Man down, hands down
Your cap like an ant's crown
Pants down
Cuz i'mma fuck you
While you prance round
And it's gonna suck, too
My religion is different
So don't judge my decisions
I don't fuck with division
Finding peace is my mission
Work my way out the system
Too polite like i'm British
Right, what's all this then
A shot i keep missing
Forty hours, no shower
Covered in white powder
My homies paid by the hour
Jet setting, got power
I'm like a hose, fuck the shower
You jerk-offs even louder
Than a grandpa chowing chowder
Baby sweet like a flower
She's making faces, i'm sour
Patchy beard, like i'm howard
Stark difference in our
Methods and questions, i tower
Over the world like a cow herd
Tryna make this whole fuckin town Work
But the city's all full of clowns, heard
That they've been killing the frown or
Leaving food on the counter
I've been alienated
For all the shit i'm creating
I still jump off the stages
I'm still making my payments
I ain't saying my name, shit
I ain't playing this game, it's
Getting too fucking dangerous
Fuck my dad and his lame shit
That's why i hate getting day shifts