Serious Business
Pseudo Lucid
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Yo it's Pseudo Lucid, intruding up in your bedroom Ruin all your music, use your computer for RedTube Looting up your studio 'till we're woozy and then puke Up mom's spaghetti in your best, new, high-tech booth P S E to the U D O Lucid exclusive, who wanna know We beef with ourselves to excel at the skill So we chill in a cell with a tune 'till it's dope P to the S to the E U D O Smashing the scene like a pack of Doritos Passion for beats and a knack for elite flows Dad bod swag, looking fab in my Speedos The baggage that I carry gets heavy and I haven't slept Battle with the devil as I balance on a daggers edge Everything is menacing, depressing and a massive stress Ahhh you're so damn dramatic, Az, have a rest F*ck it, not an ounce of a shit to give Floundering with my dick out like a little kid Down all your piss then hit town with ya little sis Stay out 'till I think I'll slip and drown in my stinky sick Stacked to the tits with invincible raps Assassins equipped with the gift of the gab Smacking a bitch, quicker than flash, having a hit of the crack You can attack up the front, hurry it up, I'm gonna cover the back I've always got my foot in my mouth and once it's in, no pulling it out A hooligan down for fooling around with your women so lock em up all in the house Got that smooth, James Brown, Barry White soul in my sound Holding it down, broke, with my phone plugged in the wall at the plough Blaw, Blaw, Blaw, shot down by the Jäger Brace for a round of our rowdy behavior Might take your lighter, might wake your neighbor Might bake a pastry pie with nice flavors Whose car is this? We needa make it to the bar Wait, did that say Luna Park? Luna Park? We're in Melbourne, what the f*ck?... You drove too far Well I'd probably drive better if you stopped blazing in my car Don't do drugs when you're driving to the bar That's what you sound like Buddy I don't do drugs when you're driving to the bar Yeah well now at least I know, I know, don't I We're fatter than a mack truck, the bees knees, the cars cunt Two chaps coming straight out of Tas with a strap tucked Well... At least I know a dude who has a bread knife (I've got a bread knife)... Move or get your bread sliced! A to the Z to the R A E L L to the A to the C H Y He's acing a test and he's making a beat While I'm baked and depressed but I'm, like, street wise? A to the Z to the R A E L F to the U to the S I O N Best tell a mate and a stranger as well That we're able to spell and we rhyme heaps nice Damn right, yo I learnt the alphabet Can spell for days, don't need spellchecks help with it The big swinging dick, got a hella healthy rep The alpha in alphabet, smell my shit Un, I'm dope as f*ck you can ask my mum You bastard cunts can hardly judge the sheer amount of bars I've brung My tolerance is low but if you pass the blunt I'll spark it up Take half a puff and barf my guts up fast as f*ck and scarper off Massive impressive when I'm passive aggressive Possessive fascist with an ever-present glamorous presence At any second I could vanish in flash of manic depressive Panic so pack a Xanax when I rap and forget it This shit is serious! Serious business Oh so serious business
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