Punk bands refuse to play clubs that don't allow minors
Punk fans love the fact that their music rubs the establishment the wrong way
Dumb hardcore punk gives kids the option of joining a peer group that doesn't use drugs
Yeah
Punk Hippy
Dear music, I don't know if I can do it
Ash on the track bitch
Dear music, I don't know, I don't know
Dear music, I don't know if I can do it
Day dreaming, lucid that I'll mix and produce hits
Is it useless to fight and be influenced by guitar riffs and snare hits
I don't care if my shit isn't typical
I've got imbalanced chemicals
Unskippable, verses need residuals
Visuals, tripping off the lyrics that I've written
Stay committed to ripping a fifth and some piff then I'll mix it and listen
In a prison, I admit it
I made it for myself
And I don't think I'll ever tell about how I ended up in this hell
Buried alive, I tried to survive my life by acting so nice
But when you roll the dice it's nice to have the devil on your motherf*cking side
Lyrics shooting, bullet piles
Don't think I can pull it now
Do it now, I don't have the strength or the ranks or the angst so no thanks
I'm cool, I'm good on my own
Stoned at home, taking music to the f*cking dome
Music to the dome
I'm taking music to the dome, music to the dome
Entertain us, the famous stay nameless
With faces that make us just praise this
False idolization but the final debating will decide that the nations all are forsaken
Suicide or homicide, in music man the gods will die
And to survive, the new will rise and take the sides of the do or dies
Sub-genre this and sub-genre that
All I wanna do is bust out a rap
Enough horrorcore, alt-rap and trap
Enough fake shit about packing a mac
Tackle a track, pack in the back and we finna go in on a massive attack
To take back the industry
And get these people all listening
To the realest few emcees
And f*ck a commission fee
And f*ck a parenthesis
I'm taking the main spot
I don't need a feature, I don't need a motherf*cking name drop
I don't need a beat, I don't need a f*cking bass drop
I just need to know the things that Kurt Cobain taught, agh
With the lights out, It's less dangerous
Here we are now, Entertain us
With the lights out, It's less dangerous
Here we are now, Entertain us
Welcome to the Peace & Love story
Chapter one
Apathy
Chris Ash - Entertain Us (The Punk Hippy Intro) Lyrics
Chris Ash - Entertain Us (The Punk Hippy Intro) Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Punk bands refuse to play clubs that don't allow minors
Punk fans love the fact that their music rubs the establishment the wrong way
Dumb hardcore punk gives kids the option of joining a peer group that doesn't use drugs
Yeah
Punk Hippy
Dear music, I don't know if I can do it
Ash on the track bitch
Dear music, I don't know, I don't know
Dear music, I don't know if I can do it
Day dreaming, lucid that I'll mix and produce hits
Is it useless to fight and be influenced by guitar riffs and snare hits
I don't care if my shit isn't typical
I've got imbalanced chemicals
Unskippable, verses need residuals
Visuals, tripping off the lyrics that I've written
Stay committed to ripping a fifth and some piff then I'll mix it and listen
In a prison, I admit it
I made it for myself
And I don't think I'll ever tell about how I ended up in this hell
Buried alive, I tried to survive my life by acting so nice
But when you roll the dice it's nice to have the devil on your motherf*cking side
Lyrics shooting, bullet piles
Don't think I can pull it now
Do it now, I don't have the strength or the ranks or the angst so no thanks
I'm cool, I'm good on my own
Stoned at home, taking music to the f*cking dome
Music to the dome
I'm taking music to the dome, music to the dome
Entertain us, the famous stay nameless
With faces that make us just praise this
False idolization but the final debating will decide that the nations all are forsaken
Suicide or homicide, in music man the gods will die
And to survive, the new will rise and take the sides of the do or dies
Sub-genre this and sub-genre that
All I wanna do is bust out a rap
Enough horrorcore, alt-rap and trap
Enough fake shit about packing a mac
Tackle a track, pack in the back and we finna go in on a massive attack
To take back the industry
And get these people all listening
To the realest few emcees
And f*ck a commission fee
And f*ck a parenthesis
I'm taking the main spot
I don't need a feature, I don't need a motherf*cking name drop
I don't need a beat, I don't need a f*cking bass drop
I just need to know the things that Kurt Cobain taught, agh
With the lights out, It's less dangerous
Here we are now, Entertain us
With the lights out, It's less dangerous
Here we are now, Entertain us
Welcome to the Peace & Love story
Chapter one
Apathy
Punk fans love the fact that their music rubs the establishment the wrong way
Dumb hardcore punk gives kids the option of joining a peer group that doesn't use drugs
Yeah
Punk Hippy
Dear music, I don't know if I can do it
Ash on the track bitch
Dear music, I don't know, I don't know
Dear music, I don't know if I can do it
Day dreaming, lucid that I'll mix and produce hits
Is it useless to fight and be influenced by guitar riffs and snare hits
I don't care if my shit isn't typical
I've got imbalanced chemicals
Unskippable, verses need residuals
Visuals, tripping off the lyrics that I've written
Stay committed to ripping a fifth and some piff then I'll mix it and listen
In a prison, I admit it
I made it for myself
And I don't think I'll ever tell about how I ended up in this hell
Buried alive, I tried to survive my life by acting so nice
But when you roll the dice it's nice to have the devil on your motherf*cking side
Lyrics shooting, bullet piles
Don't think I can pull it now
Do it now, I don't have the strength or the ranks or the angst so no thanks
I'm cool, I'm good on my own
Stoned at home, taking music to the f*cking dome
Music to the dome
I'm taking music to the dome, music to the dome
Entertain us, the famous stay nameless
With faces that make us just praise this
False idolization but the final debating will decide that the nations all are forsaken
Suicide or homicide, in music man the gods will die
And to survive, the new will rise and take the sides of the do or dies
Sub-genre this and sub-genre that
All I wanna do is bust out a rap
Enough horrorcore, alt-rap and trap
Enough fake shit about packing a mac
Tackle a track, pack in the back and we finna go in on a massive attack
To take back the industry
And get these people all listening
To the realest few emcees
And f*ck a commission fee
And f*ck a parenthesis
I'm taking the main spot
I don't need a feature, I don't need a motherf*cking name drop
I don't need a beat, I don't need a f*cking bass drop
I just need to know the things that Kurt Cobain taught, agh
With the lights out, It's less dangerous
Here we are now, Entertain us
With the lights out, It's less dangerous
Here we are now, Entertain us
Welcome to the Peace & Love story
Chapter one
Apathy
Writer: Christopher Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid