Grimes the Rapper - Beech Lyrics

Come bring the bass in
Psyche, lay it down like a patient
Tell em bout the dreams you been chasing
Always been good but never this amazing
Been working on my shit
Since the eight grade
No more faking
Peter Parker in the hall, Nervous pacing
Ill be a star when i get taller but for now i'm just a nerdy little baby
Put my mask and my suit on and just go crazy
I'm just a stranger
You probably do not know my name yet
Or if you do you're probably my friend
I'm gonna be famous
So you don't even have to recognize me if we met
But i'm gonna need help
I can't direct videos
Or make album art
Or make press releases without sounding smart
Sounding stupid i mean sounding smug
I pour a round and chug
Smoke lound and puff
Still on the grind but i've ground enough
I've gone through enough to not fake a smile
But when the 'dorphine flows i know enough to not hold it back
And that's a big step in the right track

But even still there's always something holding me back
Yeah bitch
What you gonna do about it
But even still there's always something holding me back
Yeah bitch
What you gonna do about it
But even still there's always something holding me back
Yeah bitch
What you gonna do about it
But even still there's always something holding me back
Yeah bitch

Mess with the bull, no shit
You get shit on
Think you better quit
Real quick 'fore it hits you
Wave to the crowd
And go straight to the exit
Wave of embarrassment
All that you're left with
Wash it out in the shower
Like you're covered in dirt
I try to tell it like it is
I put honesty first
And if you're selling to the kids
You probably gonna get hurt
The police roll in on you when you're at work
I'm not one with the earth
Or any type of church
I try to be one with my self and all the people around me
I feel the heat of the summer
And its calling to me
A care free summer boy
Is all i wanted to be
Since i was like three or nineteen
Can't deal
With how much of my life i have wasted
Back to the basics
Let the snare and bass hit
And leave out all the crazy shit
I feel like maybe if i can make this shit and im a f*cking idiot then so can you
So what the f*ck you gonna do?

I'll start my own band my own record label and my own club
Cause i can't get in with the old guard
I had a slow start
So i'm still catching up to my peers
Sometimes i hide for years
And reappear at random
Just one of the guys
Sing songs in tandem
I don't know bout you but this boat has landed
And i think ill stay here for a while
Have a smoke and a clicheed conversations bout last night

But even still there's always something holding me back
Yeah bitch
What you gonna do about it
But even still there's always something holding me back
Yeah bitch
What you gonna do about it

Whats with all the hospitality
I react over-dramatically
To everything you say to me
Im made to be a little maladjusted
And a little mean
I do kind acts though sporadically
Whats with all the hospitality
I've been a dick to everybody
Trying to defend my honor
In a weird way
Sneer at my friends when they say hello
And do i wanna hang out
Hell no
Whats with all the hospitality
I react over-dramatically
To everything you say to me
I'm made to be a little maladjusted
And a little mean
But i have to say you've kinda fixed it
So what's up next then?