Medium Songtext
von Jakey

That′s my shit, that's my shit, that′s my shit, that's my shit
That's my shit, that′s my shit, that′s my shit (yo that's my shit)
Fuckin′ a bitch, fuckin' a bitch
Fuckin′ a bitch, fuckin' a bitch
Fuckin your bitch, fuckin your bitch
Fuckin your bitch and I′m fuckin' your bitch

That's my shit, that′s my shit, that′s my shit, that's my shit
That′s my shit, that's my shit, that′s my shit (yo that's my shit)
Fuckin′ a bitch, fuckin' a bitch
Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin′ a bitch
Fuckin your bitch fuckin your bitch
Fuckin your bitch and I′m fuckin' your bitch


This the best summer I ever had
I went to heaven no coming back
I hit the gym with a duffle bag, duffle bag
I hit ya girl with a ruffle bag, ruffle bag
Chips chips chips
On my lips lips lips
Xoxo kiss kiss
Xoxo gossip, Jakey in a bitch

I put my state on the map like this
(What that shit sound like) SD
Me and my dick and his two best friends
(Run it back run it back) testes
I got the power to pull up
And hop out and pop out
And puke on the pavement
Fuck all the money I′m saving, man

I didn't even know I could feel, I could feel like this
Like this, like
Didn′t even know I could pay my own bills like this
Like this, like
I didn't even know I could skip the honor roll like this
Like this like
Didn′t even know I could talk to the dead like this
Like this, like this, fuck it up


That's my shit, that's my shit, that′s my shit, that′s my shit
That's my shit, that′s my shit, that's my shit (yo that′s my shit)
Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin′ a bitch
Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch
Fuckin your bitch fuckin your bitch
Fuckin your bitch and I′m fuckin′ your bitch

That's my shit, that′s my shit, that's my shit, that′s my shit
That's my shit, that′s my shit, that's my shit (yo that's my shit)
Fuckin′ a bitch, fuckin′ a bitch
Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin′ a bitch
Fuckin your bitch fuckin your bitch
Fuckin your bitch and I'm fuckin′ your bitch

I do this shit for my dead friends
Me and my brother we brethren
He the one that got me rappin
Captain and coke in the basket
I'm not 21 so I′m askin, I'm not 21 I ain't savage
I ain′t tragic, I know magic
Leviosaa, my package

The first girl I did it with killed herself
So now I gotta make sure I know myself
But I′m fine
It's fine
Had a BFF online
Hit up MSN all night
Gotta be kind rewind

But then I got DVDs
And then I got HDDs
But I′m still young Jakey
Sucked in by TV screens
I'm playin DKC
I′m playin Kirby's Dream
I′m living out my dreams
I'm living everything

Im'a do everything I can
Steal out of the house
Of my soul, snackin on
Graham cracker cereal bowls
Say what you want
Cause ya boy on a roll
Say what you want
Cause ya boy eatin rolls
Say what you want
You can say what you want
But you know that you wrong
When I bare out my soul
Lower the beat
In the burial hole
Bury me too, ′cause

I didn′t even know I could feel, I could feel like this
Like this, like
Didn't even know I could pay my own bills like this
Like this, like
I didn′t even know I could skip the honor roll like this
Like this like
Didn't even know I could talk to the dead like this
Like this, like this, fuck it up