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Social Club Misfits - Bad Advice Lyrics


[Intro: Martymar]Known to wild out on my introsNo car, pickin' girls up in the rentalFlippin' tables like Jesus in the templeNo liquor, order me a Shirley Temple[Verse 1: Martymar]Wearing red shoes, they not YeezysCome through with the matchin' outfit like the Bee GeesI came from preacher by Wigley in '09To every show, sellin' out CDsThey keep tellin' me life is not easyBut Imma change the world until they finally believe meSo put your hands together like a ouija boardFor the unsigned hyper, no sourceTop floor at the Filmore watchin' Andy MineoCouple months later I was dancin' in the videoWe were wildin' out with Pablo on the miniboatHopped out, I did a perfect somersault in the oceanOnly word of mouth, no promotionJust a bunch of misfits with love and devotionAnd my gang is lookin' focusedThat's why we lift our glasses to the sky where our hope is[Hook 1]Ladies and gentlemanThe moment you've all been waiting forComing to the stage, the MisfitsAll been waitingComing to the stage, the MisfitsSocial, stageThe Misfits[Verse 2: F.E.R.N]I look at the game and I laugh at itOh, you rap? Here's a dealTake a stab at it, now there's a bad habitIt's common sense, only the hot should rapNow everybody and they mother wanna pop they rapsC'mon dawg, I work the 9 to 5You gettin' high, wastin' time in the studio, why?Shawty, read the dotted the lineYou shouldn't rap if you're wackJust cause you have a Cadillac, sell crackDoesn't mean you melt tracksTake yourself back, where you came fromYour lame slumsYour rhymes are weak, go exercise your brain someYou can't ride with the big dog, big dogI flip rhymes, Fern rock, get the Flex bombIt's real nice, spit fire, livin' real niceBig contracts, cars, your real iceBut when the dough go, car crash, ice meltsI remain hot, Fern can't be stoppedYa cats rappin' ain't sayin' nothin'Keepin' it so real, and tell 'em, "All you frontin"Like you John Blaze or somethingI come through, both orange b truckAnd that was way before rap, same time as Baby GAPBaby, holla at me[Hook 2]Ladies and gentlemanThe moment you've all been waiting forComing to the stage, the MisfitsStraight out of the dungeons of rapComing to the stage, the MisfitsSocial, stageSocial ClubHeralding from the, South FloridaThe most incredible

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