Secret Pancake from Secret Pancake by NAHreally
Tracklist
| 3. | Secret Pancake | 2:42 |
Lyrics
I kick rhymes like bad habits:
Painstakingly work on the code and crack it,
But only after I’m positive I can’t hack it
And oughta trade in the stage for standing in the back clapping.
I’m good at managing documents
And getting rooms jumping all occupants.
Not ball-dominant, run in my lane with confidence.
They’re rocking Balenciaga claiming to be a communist.
Sitting back eating bánh mì.
The answer to world woes is beyond me.
I’m certain that they’re mostly man-made.
My fanbase should probably make a secret handshake.
I aim to learn to roll with upheaval.
Record sitting down, something about it feels illegal.
Feebleminded and inflexible people…
Fuck em.
At home eating pancakes
Working with my dog on that secret handshake.
Something I just said would make a great band name.
I’m feeling great.
At home eating pancakes
Working with my dog on that secret handshake.
Something I just said would make a great band name.
I’m feeling great.
Their whole flow’s quotidian.
My pen game’s reminiscent of Joan Didion/
I grip the mic and hope it heals like obsidian
Until I’m unfairly replaced like Aunt Vivian.
MIDI keyboard collecting dust.
I had a dream that the frogs were dissecting us.
They found about a billion rhymes in my anatomy.
In bad situations I’m giggling at the gravity.
Accurately estimate a jar of jelly beams.
I like getting that free piece of the deli meat
To make sure that they’re slicing it to my liking.
Kick three points in one bar, Gary Anderson on the Vikings—
Or maybe two, word to Morton.
They say it’s not about what you eat but rather the portions.
Weather: gorgeous, goals: amorphous.
They see the way I play and want to forfeit.
At home eating pancakes
Working with my dog on that secret handshake.
Something I just said would make a great band name.
I’m feeling great.
At home eating pancakes
Working with my dog on that secret handshake.
Something I just said would make a great band name.
I’m feeling great.
