For Everybody
Title | For Everybody |
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Artist | Daymeus |
Album | You’ve Heard Worse |
Release Date | 2018-04-27 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1] Dayme brain tryna inflate, may be ingrown So I'm growin' pains (oh no) I'm a no-name near the Seaver home, unclothed; untamed (tamed) Gnawin' on the reign that I'm hangin' from Trained (trained) Yall is but I'm un (yeah) Fell off, god, amen (yeah) I'm knotted, not an (not an) Open, book (okay) Well maybe I am, but I'm a couple stories higher then (ooh) I am aware that whatever bed they're lyin' in, they're lyin' in (they're lying) If their label is the lion den I'm Matt Damonin' and buyin' a zoo They too easy to own, I'm awful at this Ain't no savant, no Grey Poupon, or pistols I'm never raw, gotta rewrite, find a right hook Got the jaw of a great white, wanna right hook? Playin' Wanted to enjoy the rays, floated on rough sound waves That's why I'm drowned down in a deep lake (yeah?) Now I can't behave (nah) Or be had (ugh) [Chorus] So this is not for everybody (everybody) Nah (nah) This is not for everybody (everybody) Listen (listen) I'm aware (I'm aware) This is not for everybody (everybody) It's probably not It's probably not for anybody (anybody) So fuck it [Verse 2] I ain't, tryna stand up to no giants (nah) I'm a Great Dane, wit a collar green, cowardice How can I? Maybe I'd be better off hoppin' on some new waves To woo fame, the “who?” train The too same, oh Hussein Can I get on? (Please?) I want the ridicule of fans, and to dance wit my hands out Dollars in the bands, finna fall round the ground Got my pants down Bendin' over countin', feelin' hands on my yams Cams stand in a trance, they demandin' the man stay planted Feelin' way cramped in a cold, dark candle-lit mansion It's rancid, it's cancer, and I cannot cancel it Fuck, wow That was uncalled for A cold call, a hoe call Put them hands down I lie far from phony, views forthright I ain't a fan of mine, less of a fan of yours You're mine, but in denial (nah) (absolutely not) I get it, songs so left-field, light not so lime, more lemony Somehow stuck in your mouth, right? (woo) And it's the rind you bit I don't even know where I'm goin' wit this You might also like[Chorus] This is not for everybody (everybody) Ooh no, no (no, no) This is not for everybody (everybody) No ma'am (no ma'am) It's probably not for anybody (anybody) If I'm being honest with myself (and I am) Unless I count as anybody (anybody) Yeah, cause I feel good (woo!) Like I could take on everybody (everybody) Yeah, you know what? I'ma take on everybody (everybody) Ahh, well, maybe not everybody But this is not for everybody (everybody) And I am not just anybody |