big baby
12-12-2013, 03:46 PM
We’re the outcasts, but not by default
Spare the proud lagged ones that had to supply the fall
had to take it all in, rack the masked-up blatant awe
We’re the straight up shooters. Latent, yet engraved with stupor
Serving up curvature charts, explain us to the baby boomers
On an economic uprise, basically just apply and get a job
we die before we become alive, then apply to get a job
before college, work, classes and certs. Ohhh hrmph.
See. Most of us think we’re distinctive, but we’re not
the term special’s addictive. We all can’t fill that plot
not to sound cocky, but I’m one of the few with designated craft
delegated atom. Popping my fuse, i’m ground coffee
with a sophisticated dash, upserving you medicated clown copies
wanna know why? I sweat hemoglobin for this talent language
the sweat secreted/woven was basically what i drank and bathed in
think you’re special? your parents anchorage are to blame, this
isn’t a competition. but for about a decade everyday
i learned to observe & rate every single inch of earth to date
with a cursive quintessential usurping every nerval vertebrae
you miniature, weak, pampered results in of optimistic conformity
That wouldnt think to wreak havoc. what skills are you indulged with socialistic normalcy?
What can you offer to this world? How smart are you young buck
except, now that you think about it…you’re really worthless. “what the?”
your worlds really cold, and you think everything you need is purchased
lol
oh fuck it. lets acquire the best out of every generation, line em up, straight rows
put em up against this sarajevan. the best mind of each age, slow. against the design my gene waves grow
it’ll be easy. run of the mill works. stunting my builds spurt of growth by drinking nothing but milk, for a hundred months til’ none of the collagens filtered
been up against the best, but only because i wanted to be the best
mommy didn’t tell me i was the best, she just nodded her fucking head
and daddy was the opposite, he just told me i sucked and left
anti ambitious somnolent. i’m just sad. and i dont want attention. im just mad
but it’s like nobody wants to listen without a little paper that says so accentuated
"he payed us a bunch of money that wasn’t his and graduated"
guess I gotta show em, guess I gotta do some fucking fire great shit
like write a book that defines an entire generation
that can’t name every pink floyd song, not because they’re not good
but because i don’t give a shit about pink floyd, i was born in 1991
yeah great music transcends generations. but i got better shit to worry about
like HOW THE FUCK AM I GOING TO MOVE OUT????????????
and your old ass is going to make fun of me cause i don’t know a song name from about a decade before i was born
but it’s not when you capsuled out of the womb, it’s what you learned across all the board
yeah, i’ve never done half the shit you done in the work force
but how the fuck can i get work experience, if i cant EVEN get hired in the work force????
stupid baby boomer, lazy, gay consumer, irate, insane, just losers
with gray hair, unswayed, no humor, can’t even backspace on a new gray computer
"i dont know how to use this thing, it’s stupid!"
no, you are. i hope when my kids (if i have them) have some awesome technology that i wasnt used too
(yeah I can drive a stick-shift isuzu.)
so i can teach them how the fuck us useless, non-ambitious generation Y sons of guns provided
forget workforce. fuck education, and all this conformity basis
it’s dumb that i gotta show you im special, through more than what you’d thought it’d be. patience
Spare the proud lagged ones that had to supply the fall
had to take it all in, rack the masked-up blatant awe
We’re the straight up shooters. Latent, yet engraved with stupor
Serving up curvature charts, explain us to the baby boomers
On an economic uprise, basically just apply and get a job
we die before we become alive, then apply to get a job
before college, work, classes and certs. Ohhh hrmph.
See. Most of us think we’re distinctive, but we’re not
the term special’s addictive. We all can’t fill that plot
not to sound cocky, but I’m one of the few with designated craft
delegated atom. Popping my fuse, i’m ground coffee
with a sophisticated dash, upserving you medicated clown copies
wanna know why? I sweat hemoglobin for this talent language
the sweat secreted/woven was basically what i drank and bathed in
think you’re special? your parents anchorage are to blame, this
isn’t a competition. but for about a decade everyday
i learned to observe & rate every single inch of earth to date
with a cursive quintessential usurping every nerval vertebrae
you miniature, weak, pampered results in of optimistic conformity
That wouldnt think to wreak havoc. what skills are you indulged with socialistic normalcy?
What can you offer to this world? How smart are you young buck
except, now that you think about it…you’re really worthless. “what the?”
your worlds really cold, and you think everything you need is purchased
lol
oh fuck it. lets acquire the best out of every generation, line em up, straight rows
put em up against this sarajevan. the best mind of each age, slow. against the design my gene waves grow
it’ll be easy. run of the mill works. stunting my builds spurt of growth by drinking nothing but milk, for a hundred months til’ none of the collagens filtered
been up against the best, but only because i wanted to be the best
mommy didn’t tell me i was the best, she just nodded her fucking head
and daddy was the opposite, he just told me i sucked and left
anti ambitious somnolent. i’m just sad. and i dont want attention. im just mad
but it’s like nobody wants to listen without a little paper that says so accentuated
"he payed us a bunch of money that wasn’t his and graduated"
guess I gotta show em, guess I gotta do some fucking fire great shit
like write a book that defines an entire generation
that can’t name every pink floyd song, not because they’re not good
but because i don’t give a shit about pink floyd, i was born in 1991
yeah great music transcends generations. but i got better shit to worry about
like HOW THE FUCK AM I GOING TO MOVE OUT????????????
and your old ass is going to make fun of me cause i don’t know a song name from about a decade before i was born
but it’s not when you capsuled out of the womb, it’s what you learned across all the board
yeah, i’ve never done half the shit you done in the work force
but how the fuck can i get work experience, if i cant EVEN get hired in the work force????
stupid baby boomer, lazy, gay consumer, irate, insane, just losers
with gray hair, unswayed, no humor, can’t even backspace on a new gray computer
"i dont know how to use this thing, it’s stupid!"
no, you are. i hope when my kids (if i have them) have some awesome technology that i wasnt used too
(yeah I can drive a stick-shift isuzu.)
so i can teach them how the fuck us useless, non-ambitious generation Y sons of guns provided
forget workforce. fuck education, and all this conformity basis
it’s dumb that i gotta show you im special, through more than what you’d thought it’d be. patience