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Introduction Video (MV)




Performed By: Mr. Hippster
Length: 2:24
Written by: Austin Brown




Mr. Hippster - Introduction Lyrics




Spent this whole day
Trying to write this song
F*ck making a sing along
Maybe another hit from the bong
Will help make this shit sound pretty bomb?
Ya know what, f*ck it
Just a play it

Yeah so true
Funny how it seems
How all these rhymes
Are always coming to me
Call it a runaway train
Cause that's the best way I know
How to explain my brain
Lately I've been feeling a little insane
Maybe thats an intelligence thing
Lately I've been feeling like the mother f*cking guy
It's probably because i'm always so mother f*cking high
It's the only way I know how to control these thoughts
That just make me want to f*cking die
And you can scream at me all you'd like
I'm always gonna try to find a new way to get higher
How much smoke do I have to breathe
Before I feel like a dragon that's constantly spitting fire
You call me a f*cking liar?
Well the truth hurts worse
Than anything I could ever bring myself to do to you
So I call you... Nothing
Bitch, You think I'd call you anything?
You think I'd take the time out of my day
Just so I can listen to you bitch and complain?
I never shot a gun
And yet I never jump at the sound of one
Going off every night
I'm so desensitized but I still found my piece of mind
Without thinking I need a strap to stay alive
I was always told not to grow up too fast
Once you're a grown up you won't have any fun
Okay, but Im pretty sure
Being a depressed emo piece of shit is a lot easier said than done
Man, F*ck you
You're such a counterfeit
Acting Like you don't give a shit
You think it's f*cking worth it?
Taking another shot is gonna make you feel big?
I don't know about that but I have a feeling
If I ever want to make it big I cant miss my shot
So watch out I'm coming in hot
I'm like the archeological
Diabolical
Philosophical
Psychological mastermind
When you hit this chronic of mine
You might take a trip through space and time
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Spent this whole day
Trying to write this song
F*ck making a sing along
Maybe another hit from the bong
Will help make this shit sound pretty bomb?
Ya know what, f*ck it
Just a play it

Yeah so true
Funny how it seems
How all these rhymes
Are always coming to me
Call it a runaway train
Cause that's the best way I know
How to explain my brain
Lately I've been feeling a little insane
Maybe thats an intelligence thing
Lately I've been feeling like the mother f*cking guy
It's probably because i'm always so mother f*cking high
It's the only way I know how to control these thoughts
That just make me want to f*cking die
And you can scream at me all you'd like
I'm always gonna try to find a new way to get higher
How much smoke do I have to breathe
Before I feel like a dragon that's constantly spitting fire
You call me a f*cking liar?
Well the truth hurts worse
Than anything I could ever bring myself to do to you
So I call you... Nothing
Bitch, You think I'd call you anything?
You think I'd take the time out of my day
Just so I can listen to you bitch and complain?
I never shot a gun
And yet I never jump at the sound of one
Going off every night
I'm so desensitized but I still found my piece of mind
Without thinking I need a strap to stay alive
I was always told not to grow up too fast
Once you're a grown up you won't have any fun
Okay, but Im pretty sure
Being a depressed emo piece of shit is a lot easier said than done
Man, F*ck you
You're such a counterfeit
Acting Like you don't give a shit
You think it's f*cking worth it?
Taking another shot is gonna make you feel big?
I don't know about that but I have a feeling
If I ever want to make it big I cant miss my shot
So watch out I'm coming in hot
I'm like the archeological
Diabolical
Philosophical
Psychological mastermind
When you hit this chronic of mine
You might take a trip through space and time
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Writer: Austin Brown
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