Stressed
So stressed, I made a song of it. Or just modified it.
STRESSED/ENCORE
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
I’m far too stressed
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let’s go
Can I get an asprin? I do want more
Cookin’ raw with the Wellesley boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to moan
Now, what the hell are you waiting for?
After me, there shall be lots more headaches
So, for one more time, —–, gimme the asprin
Get ‘em, Shuai
Who you know more stressed than Shuai? Riddle me that
The rest of y’all know how many tylenol I’m at
Can’t none of y’all mirror me back
Yeah, hearin’ me be stressed is like hearin’ an opera in his prime
I’m young H.O.: Stressed’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe while asleep—now break the pill in half
I’m in Boeing jets’s sleeping deck, Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you young what the #(#@ you expect? (yep, yep)
Grand closin’—and another grand closin’
God damn, your man Shuai cracked the asprin can open again
Who you gon’ find doper than him with no pen?
Just draw off ibuprofen
Soon you gon’ see you can’t replace him (him)
With cheap painkillers for these generations
Can I get an asprin? I do want more
Cookin’ raw with the Wellesley boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to moan
Now, what the hell are you waiting for?
After me, there shall be so much more
So, for one more time, —–, make some noise
What the hell are you waiting for
Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues how will they pay you?
When you first come in the game they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits—look how they wave to you
From Roche Brothers to Linden Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of how much asprin they have left (yeah)
As fate would have it my’s status appears
To be at an all-time low—perfect time to say goodnight
When I never come back like Jordan wearin’ the four-five
It to play games with you
It’s to aim at you—probably maim you
If I owe you I’ll blow you to smithereens when I’m less stressed
—-sucka’, take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came, I saw, I conquered the stores
From low stock to sold-out Aleves
So ——-’, if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore when you’re not that stesssed
I’m tired.
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of workin’ like hell
Caught in the undertow
We’re just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow
We’re just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I’ve become so stressed
I can’t feel my self
Become so tired
So much less aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be less stressed
And be less like you
I’ve become so stressed
Can I get a asprin? I want more (more)
I’ve become so stressed
So, for one last time, I need y’all to moan
One last time, I need y’all to moan
moan….stressed….is….crap….
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