Guitar Hero lyrics

by

Latrell James


[Intro: Khary]
Doo, doo, doom
Doo, doo, doom
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doom
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Yeah!

[Verse 1: Khary]
Oh, my-
Oh my God
Illest n*gga on your iPod
Everyone else? Identity fraud
Fake IDs, I spot the flaws
They study me, like I’m abroad
I got more drive than your garage
I need a black-on-black, like Amistad
I rock racks on racks when I’m in Prague
You rock slacks on slacks, n*gga, f*ck your job
You a corn, get a cob
Got a foreign girl that I call a Saab
Used to wear my heart on my sleeve
Now I cut it off when they get involved, that’s a tank top
Tryna stay above water like a tank’s top
’Til everything’s mine, make a tank stop, uh
I know
You know that I’m kinda nice
Me and you could be dynamite
Keep it lit, because I ignite
Where we go?
Maybe to that hotel
That I know you know well
I got a sack I should sell, but we gon’ smoke
What it do?
When I see my n*ggas, it’s nothin' new
‘Cause we go back like FUBU shirts (Yeah)
I mean, we go back like Pepsi Blue (Yeah)
You’d think I have a treasure map
All the exes that I bump into
Noxzema flows, no one’s bumping you, uh
Somehow you’re still a zit
When I look in the mirror, I am still the sh*t
I might Build-A-Bear, I might steal your b*tch
You can Double Dutch into a ditch
If you come around with that hating sh*t
You gon’ call a n*gga when he make a mill'
I'ma text you back like, “Who is this?”
All in all, I’m pretty dope
But I couldn’t change her preference, ‘cause
[Chorus: Khary]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
She wants a rocker (She wants a rocker)
But I don’t play the guitar (I mean, I don’t)
Yeah, yeah (Hehe)
I met her father (I met her father)
Think he knows that we f*cked in his car (We did)
I said, "I’m at some school in some college upstate
Got a cottage in a Cape"
Okay, I kinda lied (My bad, bruh)
Today she told me that she needed a break
I ain’t know what to say (What? What?)
Because I’m kinda high (What? Okay)

[Verse 2: Khary]
Bad guy bullets
You can miss me with the bullsh*t
You the plug, you the plug, you the plug, huh?
‘Bout to make it dim for you n*ggas, like a dual switch
Blowing rappers out of water, that's a cool fish
In the frozen section, I got no reflection
Working all night, like a vampire
You broadcast broad bands, got slow connections
Headed for the top, do it on my own (Yeah)
I need no Excedrin (Nah)
I ain’t f*ck your girl, but there were fingers involved
I gave her bowling lessons
Talk about spare time
Talk bout me, n*gga? Talk about airlines
Spit fly sh*t like Autobot enemies
Hopefully the money pairs up with these paradigms
Is this where Atlantis is?
Head underwater, I demand a bridge
The sun’s too far, not close we get
So we put it on wax, like Icarus, uh
That’s vinyl, tryna' feel Richie like Lionel
n*ggas only wanna ride the wave when it’s tidal
They ain’t even read the book or the Spark Notes
But somehow, n*ggas feel so entitled
Everything that I do is clutch, uh
Tell these n*ggas hold on to their purses (Uh)
Rap like you button-mashing in Street Fighter (Uh)
Tell these n*ggas hold on to they verses
I be like Ken, like Ryu
Tell these n*ggas they the movie versions
She gave me gave me Low End Theory
Now I think I need new Excursions
‘Cause
[Chorus: Khary]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
She wants a rocker (She wants a rocker)
But I don’t play the guitar (I mean, I'm not Van Halen)
Yeah, yeah
I met her father (I met her father)
Think he knows that we f*cked in his car (We definitely did)
I said, "I’m at some school in some college upstate
Got a (Yeah) cottage in a Cape"
Okay, I kinda lied (I took some classes)
Today she told me that she needed a break
I ain’t know what to say
Because I’m kinda high

[Outro: Khary]
Wait, where the f*ck is my guitar solo?
Dude, wait, dude!
You're just gonna do the solo without me, bruh?
Bruh, I played Guitar Hero on expert for like, seven days straight
I drank Mountain Dew in my mom’s basement, bro
Dude, I'd- I’d f*ck some goth chicks to this
Oh, you just gonna take another
Black man’s guitar part, huh?
You gonna take another black man’s guitar solo, huh?
A black man just can’t play guitar, huh?
Nah man, f*ck this!
f*ck this, dude!
I’m out!
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
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