| Lyrics：Hexum/Martinez Music：Sexton | |
| This one is dedicated to the excitable ones | |
| Not the possums playing dead messing with my head | |
| 'X' amount of action, 'X' amount of games | |
| For years again I tell you the same, ooh ooh ooo | |
| Gone already to the bored of it all type, lingo | |
| that I'm seein every single night I'm out | |
| Bustin' head for it but your's gets busted right back | |
| Lip split and, I messed up but I got back tryin' | |
| Don't bother lying 'bout constant dissapointment | |
| But the fun in the hunt so quit actin' on a front | |
| You're unmotivaded You're sorta faded | |
| But the remedy is not so get on with what you got | |
| Remember 'Lady of Guadelupe' | |
| The times my mother made mole | |
| After mass we would get home | |
| The girls running to the phone | |
| And I'm in my bedroom the 45 on my record player | |
| Was 'We're in this love together' | |
| At the time I never realized how songs haunted | |
| The ones that I heard I played because I wanted | |
| Drawing on my wall from time to time coolin' | |
| Making creatures come alive with no schoolin' | |
| When I'm on the microphone | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| I wait for the beat and then I make sense | |
| I'm comin' in hot forgot you definitely got no clue | |
| I'm comin' in hot you got you definitely got so rude | |
| Boy actin' coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy | |
| I tell ya this is a tribute | |
| No one looks as foolish as the excitable ones | |
| But then again there's no one has as much fun | |
| 'X' amount of action, 'X' amount of games | |
| For years again I tell you the same, ooh ooh ooo | |
| Once I met a man who made nearly no mistakes | |
| He would never bet on a longshot | |
| Never bet on a break and | |
| He's condescending and talks gossip galore | |
| But the dude was definitely such a bore | |
| Hear me now I messed up but I got back trying | |
| Don't bother lying 'bout constant dissapointment | |
| But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a front | |
| Yeah, unmotivated you're sort faded | |
| But the real man is not | |
| The one hiding behind the gunshot, boom! | |
| Time travelin' through my memory | |
| There's a younger doug gazin' at the galaxy | |
| Space trippin' vato of the stars | |
| Searchin' for UFO's from Neptune and Mars | |
| Ode to an alien I know you're out there | |
| Cosmic lonely heart tell me if you care | |
| I'm listening for your sound, here on the ground | |
| I'm listening for your sound, here on the ground | |
| When I'm on the microphone | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| I wait for the beat and then I make sense | |
| I'm comin' in hot forgot you definitely got no clue | |
| I'm comin' in hot you got you definitely got so rude | |
| Boy actin' coy you got nuts liek Almond Joy | |
| I tell ya this is a tribute | |
| I'm vexing many mofos but I'm wishing you the best | |
| I keep 'bout half my lyrics and I throw out the best | |
| Cause fly on by, you can if you want | |
| The method that makes sense is patience | |
| Hear me now I messed up but I got back trying | |
| Don't bother lying 'bout constant dissapointment |
| Lyrics: Hexum Martinez Music: Sexton | |
| This one is dedicated to the excitable ones | |
| Not the possums playing dead messing with my head | |
| ' X' amount of action, ' X' amount of games | |
| For years again I tell you the same, ooh ooh ooo | |
| Gone already to the bored of it all type, lingo | |
| that I' m seein every single night I' m out | |
| Bustin' head for it but your' s gets busted right back | |
| Lip split and, I messed up but I got back tryin' | |
| Don' t bother lying ' bout constant dissapointment | |
| But the fun in the hunt so quit actin' on a front | |
| You' re unmotivaded You' re sorta faded | |
| But the remedy is not so get on with what you got | |
| Remember ' Lady of Guadelupe' | |
| The times my mother made mole | |
| After mass we would get home | |
| The girls running to the phone | |
| And I' m in my bedroom the 45 on my record player | |
| Was ' We' re in this love together' | |
| At the time I never realized how songs haunted | |
| The ones that I heard I played because I wanted | |
| Drawing on my wall from time to time coolin' | |
| Making creatures come alive with no schoolin' | |
| When I' m on the microphone | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| I wait for the beat and then I make sense | |
| I' m comin' in hot forgot you definitely got no clue | |
| I' m comin' in hot you got you definitely got so rude | |
| Boy actin' coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy | |
| I tell ya this is a tribute | |
| No one looks as foolish as the excitable ones | |
| But then again there' s no one has as much fun | |
| ' X' amount of action, ' X' amount of games | |
| For years again I tell you the same, ooh ooh ooo | |
| Once I met a man who made nearly no mistakes | |
| He would never bet on a longshot | |
| Never bet on a break and | |
| He' s condescending and talks gossip galore | |
| But the dude was definitely such a bore | |
| Hear me now I messed up but I got back trying | |
| Don' t bother lying ' bout constant dissapointment | |
| But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a front | |
| Yeah, unmotivated you' re sort faded | |
| But the real man is not | |
| The one hiding behind the gunshot, boom! | |
| Time travelin' through my memory | |
| There' s a younger doug gazin' at the galaxy | |
| Space trippin' vato of the stars | |
| Searchin' for UFO' s from Neptune and Mars | |
| Ode to an alien I know you' re out there | |
| Cosmic lonely heart tell me if you care | |
| I' m listening for your sound, here on the ground | |
| I' m listening for your sound, here on the ground | |
| When I' m on the microphone | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| I wait for the beat and then I make sense | |
| I' m comin' in hot forgot you definitely got no clue | |
| I' m comin' in hot you got you definitely got so rude | |
| Boy actin' coy you got nuts liek Almond Joy | |
| I tell ya this is a tribute | |
| I' m vexing many mofos but I' m wishing you the best | |
| I keep ' bout half my lyrics and I throw out the best | |
| Cause fly on by, you can if you want | |
| The method that makes sense is patience | |
| Hear me now I messed up but I got back trying | |
| Don' t bother lying ' bout constant dissapointment |
| Lyrics: Hexum Martinez Music: Sexton | |
| This one is dedicated to the excitable ones | |
| Not the possums playing dead messing with my head | |
| ' X' amount of action, ' X' amount of games | |
| For years again I tell you the same, ooh ooh ooo | |
| Gone already to the bored of it all type, lingo | |
| that I' m seein every single night I' m out | |
| Bustin' head for it but your' s gets busted right back | |
| Lip split and, I messed up but I got back tryin' | |
| Don' t bother lying ' bout constant dissapointment | |
| But the fun in the hunt so quit actin' on a front | |
| You' re unmotivaded You' re sorta faded | |
| But the remedy is not so get on with what you got | |
| Remember ' Lady of Guadelupe' | |
| The times my mother made mole | |
| After mass we would get home | |
| The girls running to the phone | |
| And I' m in my bedroom the 45 on my record player | |
| Was ' We' re in this love together' | |
| At the time I never realized how songs haunted | |
| The ones that I heard I played because I wanted | |
| Drawing on my wall from time to time coolin' | |
| Making creatures come alive with no schoolin' | |
| When I' m on the microphone | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| I wait for the beat and then I make sense | |
| I' m comin' in hot forgot you definitely got no clue | |
| I' m comin' in hot you got you definitely got so rude | |
| Boy actin' coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy | |
| I tell ya this is a tribute | |
| No one looks as foolish as the excitable ones | |
| But then again there' s no one has as much fun | |
| ' X' amount of action, ' X' amount of games | |
| For years again I tell you the same, ooh ooh ooo | |
| Once I met a man who made nearly no mistakes | |
| He would never bet on a longshot | |
| Never bet on a break and | |
| He' s condescending and talks gossip galore | |
| But the dude was definitely such a bore | |
| Hear me now I messed up but I got back trying | |
| Don' t bother lying ' bout constant dissapointment | |
| But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a front | |
| Yeah, unmotivated you' re sort faded | |
| But the real man is not | |
| The one hiding behind the gunshot, boom! | |
| Time travelin' through my memory | |
| There' s a younger doug gazin' at the galaxy | |
| Space trippin' vato of the stars | |
| Searchin' for UFO' s from Neptune and Mars | |
| Ode to an alien I know you' re out there | |
| Cosmic lonely heart tell me if you care | |
| I' m listening for your sound, here on the ground | |
| I' m listening for your sound, here on the ground | |
| When I' m on the microphone | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| The method that I make is much patience | |
| I wait for the beat and then I make sense | |
| I' m comin' in hot forgot you definitely got no clue | |
| I' m comin' in hot you got you definitely got so rude | |
| Boy actin' coy you got nuts liek Almond Joy | |
| I tell ya this is a tribute | |
| I' m vexing many mofos but I' m wishing you the best | |
| I keep ' bout half my lyrics and I throw out the best | |
| Cause fly on by, you can if you want | |
| The method that makes sense is patience | |
| Hear me now I messed up but I got back trying | |
| Don' t bother lying ' bout constant dissapointment |
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