Avantcore Lyrics - Singles - Busdriver

I know this group and they're so avantcore 

I bought their shit at the mom and pop store 

And I give all of their songs the top score 

I'll see them play on their small hip-hop tour 

They're treated like sex symbols, out the stretch-limos 

Autographing breasts with lead pencils 

Now everybody thinks that they're the best new group 

As if they're a pop band test tube fluke 

They bought a home that's the size of a ballpark 

You can only cross the property with a golf cart 

But they no longer can sell a billion records 

Because when they first weren't trying was their last brilliant effort 

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Rappers say the darnedest things that you'll ever hear 

Like "I heard you sold this many units" and I say "wish me better luck next year" 

There seems to be too much water pressure underneath your genre-mesh blur 

And to be honest I never took interest in the modern day Young Black Teenagers 

I'd thought they'd gone away replacing what's on gun racks with cheese graters 

To use on the spongy mind of the LA rapper swinging from a monkey vine 

Style biting used to result in a money fine, but now 

Rappers say the darnedest things that you'll ever hear 

Like I'm edgy and I'm risqué and I say better luck next year 

Photos 

I replied to the wuss with a yo' mama's joke 

When he said how much he pushed the envelope 

A group of sexually ambivalent nihilists 

Crying from an ovarian cyst 

Picking at a vegetarian dish 

Idolizing a German band who barely exists 

But me, my name's never on the full-color flyer 

I'm just the dull Busdriver 

Thinking 'til my head is a bowl of dust fibers 

To all the fools up under their trucker hats 

Sagging until you can see their plumber's cracks 

There is no metaphorical meaning 

So don't bother sifting through the storyboard in one seating 

It's just horribly demeaning 

And you can't do burners 

I want the colors back 

Don't want to hear your dumb ideas 

Just shut your trap 

Jumping jacks thunder claps in your bubble gum raps 

Rappers say the darnedest things that you'll ever hear 

Like "I did a song with so-and-so and I got signed" but the checks will never clear