EAULDIE ft. SOLZONE Lyrics

Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah

This is Lil Dinky

And this is Eauldie

I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium

I'm raining them upon the beat, Elite, the heat is premium

Delete the competition, have 'em wishin' I was feelin' 'em

I take the track to higher heights, like voices breathin' helium

You're breathless, breaths I'm stealin' 'em

These rhyme schemes, I'm revealin' 'em

You won't believe what I achieve, the best of this millennium

You can't know what I'm schemin', my ideas I'm concealin' 'em

These plain and simple bars I'm sayin' 'em just like I'm seein' 'em

My rhymes are extra large, in charge, Your bars are medium

This beats the spice of life to strike the strife and tedium

I'll roast you vegetables alive, the temp 425 at minimum

I bring hot rhymes when I arrive, like vegetables I'm steamin' 'em

When Neem is on the scene the opposition say they fearin' him

I'm in attack position so get back to where you came here from

I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium

Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're hearin' 'em

(This America man)

Blasted off a tab yeah I'm tweakin' already

Heard there's a party at The Lodge, gotta start sippin' steady

Yeah I been in and out the gym, feelin' slimmer than spaghetti

Stackin' muscle on these bones, yeah I got the hoes sweaty

Wait a second... Yo, we all outta weed

Let's go 'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee

Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG

Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl of beans

Rippin' bongs in peace then where the fuck are your couches at?

You say you smoke that loud pack daily where are y'all ounces at?

Actin' like you gettin' chicks, I'm already pouncin' that

Goin' through some shit? Lemme know, always around to chat

Fuck a frat, all they personalities flat

I craft the hardest fucking beats the Midwest don't know how to act

Look at that, mediocre, but they hittin' like a dad

Belt 'n' buckle, time to scuffle yeah

White fuckers stayin' mad

Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in

I get high and ride dragons just to come home again

We in the stu', too high to even smoke again

Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ

Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head

I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat

Just to watch you veg

Me and Ryan Gosling got somethin' in common

We both fly as fuck and rock with the Mormons

She wormin' that shit with that shit in her veins

Her daddy left her with some shit in her brain

Yeah she fucked in the head, she wanna slurp me up and expect me not to wed

Got my dick in some Dickies and a Carhartt vest

I'm a farmer through and through, don't confuse me with the Left

Eauzone what I'm reppin' thundercloud on my chest

Other teams lookin' small like we made 'em compressed

My bars are so cold like the footbridge in February

Put the beat in the coffin, this verse is the obituary

This track we makin' here some classic shit

Step up to the plate in the stu', I took a crack at it

Bambino of beats, the Barry Bonds of rap

Ice melting on my neck I'm leavin' ponds where I step

Hit up Davie's 'n' get some tendies and fries

Mealworms up in my food 'n' I ain't even surprised

Pull up to Kwik Trip on Water, 'cause the wings are some gas

Throw the Subi in sport mode and I'm dustin' yo ass

(And I'm dustin' yo ass)

Yeah it's gon' be alright

Little Bites and Rocket League, man we vegging tonight

Midnight praccy at McPhee got me wanting to die

Get back to Dirty Murr, hit the cart 'n' get high

(Sir, can you open the door please, that doesn't look like a vape sir)

What's that smell in the air, gimme that aroma

Puttin' y'all to sleep with my shitty verses like you're in a coma

Rolling down the isle, see your momma gettin' Roma

Mar-Red like tomatoes hot 'n' steamy like the Summer

Calling honey over like a bee without a lover

Feel it in your liver fight a homeless man is operating on ya

Your mind's fucked smoking trees

Principal said you got your degree from Chat GPT

Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears

No one really knows why the fuck we're even here

Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade

With my friends 'cause it's just how we were made

And with every passing day life is feeling great

Sippin' warm Baja Blast even God knows I fucking ate

(Bitch)

Sippin' on bottles, flyin' high on planes

Gotta lotta bad women, I don't even know their names

Toppers and tats, you know I got flame

When I pull up to the function, you know I'm spittin' game

Uh, uh

Got no wheels, and you know I'm on the train

Ridin' through the city puffin' on that grain, it's insane mane

Fuck around and get pain

Leave stains, leave your brains in the pavement

Get payments, yeah big checks

Yeah don't play around, yeah get rekt

Sippin' Triple Sec out the bottle

Catch me whippin' in the fuckin' s-

(Fuck it, I fucked it, right on the last line)

(I'm in Rob's room smoking crack)

Girl you might want to be careful 'cause I'll steal you from your mister

My legs are pretty fast but my bicycle is quicker

I have very few aspirations to get richer

See wealth's a social construct, and I'm a solid kisser

They call me the mountain man (yup)

I'm a human blunt-blowing beer can yup

Always rushin' in a hurry but I'm never really worried

Drink tequila lime to swerve the scurvy, chicks are lookin' hella curvy

Crushin' miles while the universe smiles on me

I snort a line of pre-workout then pass up on the tree

Your mother loves my style, thinks I am the bees knees

And while I can outrun your ass, I suck at Monopoly

In fact it's really any game, too busy mourning Billy Mays

Respect is placed upon my name despite the fact I am insane

Stackin' Pizza Ranch bread, got an eyeball on my head

I just murdered this beat, man this shit is fuckin' dead (Woo)

D-line always talkin' so much shmack

Sayin', "fuck this, fuck o-line," man

Shut the fuck up

When I drop some bars, they all know I write 'em sweet (yup)

Good guess but try again 'cause I ain't talking Water Street

And yeah I come from A-Town, that city that's golden

And you know we got that Spam brand that keeps the money flowin' (it's flowin')

Haha, it's gon' be alright

When I was comin' up I knew my future was bright (yuh)

You know why? 'Cause I've got that flow that makes me glow

I'm the best there's ever been and everybody knows (they know)

I didn't choose the business life, I guess it chose me

'Cause I been workin' 'n' grindin' like all of the time and I don't get no sleep

Don't get me confused with just any other Chad

I'm a freak and unique and all them other boys can stay mad

My time here is short, so let me keep it sincere

When I'm on that frisbee field, you know my impact's severe (bitch)

I'll be takin' the shots and breaking 'em lots you know where I'll be

'Cause if I ever am in doubt I'll just send it back to Harvey

(Hugh you're supposed to go up-line there)

I'll just send it back to Harvey

(Dude, you know I ain't runnin')

That swing from Hugh is never too far from me

Yeah you know they all call me Harvey

But my girl ride me like a Harley (oh shit)

I'm just tryna to smoke a blunt, no Bacardi

Doin' a buck eighty in my new 'Rari (vroom)

Roll up, spark up, like I'm Bob Marley

Get high and binge watch some iCarly (yessir)

While you're busy playin' with Barbie

My wallet gettin' thicker like I'm Jeff Hardy

When I'm droppin' dimes on you, I won't be sorry (nah)

I'm a dog that can't be stopped, they call me Marley (woof woof)

Gimme that top shelf, no barley

If I don't see purp, that shit ain't gnarly

Got that cottonmouth so I'm sippin' on Starry

Only toke never snortin' on Charlie (nah)

(Aye, your turn Connor)

(Fire on that shit boy)

Freak in the sheets let me drop some knowledge

About computer science, let me take you to college

The following are bars a bout some nerdy code

That'll make your head spin and your brain explode (yuh)

My favorite's Python, the language of the nerds

Where we code up solutions to problems that are absurd

Data Science, GPT, Python does it all

And if you're not using it, then you're bound to fall (aye)

Let me tell you 'bout a game that's quite a thrill

A game of cards, strategy meets skill

It's called cribbage, and it's a classic

I'll kick your ass and I'm not being sarcastic

With the board and pegs, you keep track of your score

And with each new play, you're aiming for more

From the cut to the deal, and the pegging to the crib

Cribbage is a game that you'll never beat me in (yuh)

Wrote this shit myself so it's gonna be ass

Pulled up to the stu' after seven hours of class

Rather stay in bed but I really have to pass

Fuck Zorn I'm just tryna play on the grass

My knees are achin' and my ankles are throbbin'

Pop an ibuprofen just to keep me from sobbin'

Stop Asian hate, I'm the face of the movement

Put my face on a shirt just for Rob's amusement

Gonna pull up to practice and act like a dick

Don't matter nobody can stop my flick

North Carolina you know I'm sippin' on tequila (brain freeze)

Taught the whole team how to play Fuck the Dealer

Three guys on our team are all named James

I apologize to Sol, don't know many of your names

Team Green is the scene of all the stoners

Don't think I've seen any of them sober

(Bro, Owen, oh my god, shut the fuck up)

Catch me with Scott makin' twelve an hour

Stand on my money like I'm on a tower

I got talent and skills, bloom like a flower

It's MF DOOMSDAY, rapping's my true power

Rent is due tomorrow but I do not want to pay

Yesterday love was such an easy game to play

Now I need a place where I can hideaway

Oh shit, I believe in yesterday (yesterday)

That was the Beatles, I'm just keeping it real

Hold up, wait, dude how do you feel?

Shoutout Mordecai, man he's so fly (yeah-yuh)

Fuck I'm high

Jacob Cowan never stood a chance

Sections and regions, call it the last dance

I'm going way too hard like RRR (bolly)

See me receive throws from afar

(Boom)

(Arthur won't stop me from gettin' any sweet treats boy)

They call me hawk the chugger, and I'm from the Twin Cities

A lot of people know this but I love lil' kitties (meow)

I go around town rippin' pics of my stream

When I'm in doubt I put it up to either Arthur or Neem

I spend my Wednesdays at Bolly cookin' kids up-line

It's such a frequent occurrence that you could call it a crime

Droppin' plenty of dimes, I'm nowhere near my prime

But most of all I love my captain that we call Slime

I really think that I could beat a grizz with a katana

Banana, pajama, I steer clear of marijuana

I used to play piano and then I started to sing

But fuck an opera class, that just wasn't my thing

Wear my $5 Tan catchin' glances like crazy

Walkin' into 429 just to find that it's hazy

Might as well take a puff, I got nuttin' to do

Mixed a bean with the coff', that's where the credit is due

(誤解しないでください、これはあなたの創造の力ではありません)

This that Eauzone rap shit

Need a shin splint wrap kit

Kush rolling, ozone blowing cloud shit

D-line adequate, came in with the pink knits

Organic flow, no need to counterfeit

Maniac, packed, with their hats flipped to the back

Joe, Haak, go-to, and I set the stack

Sweet treats in my veins, mixed with the green propane

My mask shines bright, I'm the teams Bruce Wayne

Handler prey, strapped down, no tide, permanent stain

Tamed, flamed, we are not the same

Leave you in the dust with an ankle sprain

Wausau, Madison, different planes

Hit a one-two, fold you like an origami crane

Looney tunes ring, and my dancing chain

Run you down, got the road runner rage (meep meep)

Every week, tournament reign

120 miles and a different stage

Eauzone fame and a righteous gang

Fuck observers, just play the game

(Uh uh uh, yuh yuh yuh, oh wait, it's too loud too loud)

(Aye, Dinky)

Not being sarcastic

I just shotgunned a 'Bull, now I'm feelin' fantastic (uh)

Workin' at the 'Green's, money elastic (grrr)

Buyin' all these Legos, god damn I love plastic (blaow)

Oh shit what a classic, might just pull up to frisbee practice (uh)

Standin' like a cactus

Made a cut more majestic than an actress (uh, bitch bitch bitch)

'Round these parts my dogs be barkin'

My driveway's where your Mom be parkin' (fuh)

Spend my days on the skis (uh)

Watch your bitch at night she on her knees (grah, blaow)

Please, thirty rack always packin'

I'm on top never slackin' (ish)

Uh, Dave's entered the chat

One move forward don't ever move back (dinky)

Hey yo, clearin', clearin', clearin' my throat

For these next few bars that I just wrote

Hit the bong to my left and smoked a J to my right

Now I'm as high as a fucking kite, but

Understand that I'm hear to speak the truth

About the Eau Claire life and the Eauzone crew

On the streets of Water I'm known as Evan C.

But on this track you can call me Killer Bee

716 is where I reside

With my roommate Arthur, what a fucking guy

We be smokin' and Smash Bro-in' to pass the time

While practicing frisbee, on the dime

Throwing and scoring are what we do

Against any team in Eauzone's view

Sideline chants are what I command

To strike fear in the enemies hands

I'm a maniac a brainiac, soy un poco loco

Soy un gringo con lo todo

Modo, plata, hierba y chocho

Lo siento que mi ritmo es tan peligroso como

Pablo Escobar cocinando su coco (damn)

Cocinando su coco

Robobitch is on the scene, now there's women on this beat

I thought I couldn't write bars, but now I'm sounding pristine

Gotta run to class, time to ID some fish

What's a salmonidae? That's a trout bitch

Perciformes, cottidae, Notropis

Just to name a few that are on my list

Fishing Little Niagara, gonna catch some Dave

If you're not keeping up you better quicken your pace

Fellas to my left, and Rachel's on my right

We made it to Mammoth, but we had to drive all night

Nashville's pretty cool, I bought joints on the street

The Tennessee whiskey's got me feeling kinda weak

Screw them fibs, where'd they learn to drive?

Cruising through Georgia going 95

We're in Statesboro now, giant Jenga is the move

I'm drunk on the sideline, I hope this game ends soon

I'm pretty high, but my blood sugar's low

Been diabetic for a year but you wouldn't even know

Gotta drink my juice, now I'm on the rise

Back to veggin' on the couch, and I'm feeling sublime

Tricks, tricks, tricks

Ain't lookin' for no hills (pow)

The mountains give me the best chill

A slope out here to give me the views (uh)

Out here it's just me and the booze

Lettin' the liquor do the talkin'

Knockin' me out like I'm sleepwalkin' (uh)

Midday lookin' for a new box to cave

At night sleeping next to Dave (d-d-d-d-dave)

Day 'n' night workin' at Walgreen's

Just to end up in the pow' next to some tall trees (woah)

Hands on all these pills

Just to tell a senior they got no refills (bang)

Flicks, flicks, flicks

In class lookin' around for the risk

Afterwards I'll be chasin' after that disc (plastic)

Give me a reason to snap

Soon to put the team on a map (boom)

Life's been one hell of a journey

Out here just me tagging along for that tourney

Yo, listen up, I'll spit some fire

Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire

KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down

With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear the crown

Gonna crack that shit wide open, make it mine

With skills like mine, it won't take much time

I'll fuck with its systems, make it go haywire

And leave those KiwiBros screaming like they're on fire

My hacking skills are legendary, don't you know?

I'll pwn any system, watch that shit go

Anonymous and I, we're the kings of the game

And no one can touch us, we'll always remain

So if you see me hacking, just step aside

I'll fuck with your shit, take you on a ride

And if you try to stop me, I'll give you a taste

Of the power of a hacker, and I'll put you in your place

Never cry gotta stay humble

(And I never mumble)

Yeah you hear me spittin' this straight heat

(My words never tremble)

Smokin' weed it's exotic not general

(Roll a backwood get me to a new level)

And on my off days I'm still trappin'

(I just ripped the bong now I'm moon walkin')

Like one sec I gotta finish coughin'

(Like no joke, I blow smoke, Like oh no)

Like oh no

(Like oh no)

Oh nah

(Fucking nah)

Hell nah

(Fuck nah, you're a bitch you know)

I sit back, relax, I never cap

(Shut the fuck up and listen to me for a sec)

While I speak facts and smoke gas

(Swisher sweets, you know I got that pack)

Like I can't cap

(Like I can't cap)

And I can't cap

(He can't cap)

Aye, J you got that blunt? (Hahahaha)

(Yes, we do consume each others blood on occasion for ritual purposes)

Aye don't shoot me down while I'm coming up

Murdering my beats Machine Gun Kell's gonna shoot it up

Hit my line, get denied, saucing dimes on the line

With my guys you'll surely try, but off these pills yeah I'm gonna fly

MGK who I wanna be but playing puck is how I'm tryna be

6'2" with no shoes, honestly I can probably steal the moon (Hahahahaha)

Ladies love me yeah that's hype only 'cause it's 'cause my future's hella bright (yuh)

My team is so fine, full of guys who can shine

I'm a star boy making light please just call me Doctor Light

Ain't no music major ass but fuck it major music coming out my ass

I fucked around, got it done, need a gun, where's the sun

Ain't no fucking Rap God step aside Eminem, you fucking suck

(Help, help, help me)

Skating down State headphones bumping vintage Biggie

Got the sunset on my face the flow of traffic kinda tricky

Gallery department how I paint the scene into the world I'm in

Talking on this beat lip full of bars like I just packed a Zyn

Me? I'm just tryna reach my inner zen

And make sure that I got the game all locked up like it's in the pen

Light the blunt and watch yourself get slowly educated

See between the smoke and see your perspective get elevated

Me and Eauzone here to lay this fucking beat to rest

And we going hard 'bout to leave you running out of breath (yuh)

And this is Yodin on the beat

Coming through to you from Lake Street

Make sure your speakers don't overheat

Here at Lake we partake in some casual veggery

I'm munchin' on some chicken sammie's

That we got from Water Street

After that you know that I'm a go in the booth

And lay a couple bars that maybe one day could inspire youth

Boutta graduate I'd like to call some people out

Especially the parking enforcers you got me buggin' out

Charging 25 because I didn't want to be late

Since parking is so ass these charges got me so irate

With all these tickets might as well had bought a pass

But even then I can't find any parking that shit's so ass

Now I gotta gamble parking in the Hibbard lot

But then I see the opps handing out tickets got me mad as fuck

Man, this shit got me fucked up I'm not even gonna finish this verse

UWEC, figure out the parking situation Jesus fucking Christ

This ain't no joke this a statement

Anyways, shouts out Eauzone, shouts out the homies, shout out A-Town

Follow me on SoundCloud www.soundcloud.com/yodin-af

Fuck it, we out

Dylabetes on the beat soundin' like a clown

If we're playing frisbee, you know I'm around

Whippin' the Battle Bus like it's my job

Out here smoking gas with Neem and Rob

Ten years diabetes, yeah I'm a vet

Taking another hit saying, "yeah I'm in, bet"

Puffing on cigars looking like a father

Do not ask to drive, it's not worth the bother

Skying high on these fuckers, my knees elastic

Skipping classes just to chase some plastic (bitch bitch bitch)

Teaching future generations in the schools

Damn these kids about to be some fools

Not sure how to end it, so all I will say is

Hope you fuckers all have a very nice day

(Hope you fuckers all have a very nice day)

(Hope you fuckers all have a very nice day)

Oh shit, what the fuck, who's that walking over there?

It's me, Asian bitch, with the bright pink hair

I'm your coach and advisor with the fucked up spine

Twerking on the sideline in this tutu looking fine

You can call me Doc, 'cause I got that PhD

Teaching you plant fam-ly names that end in -aceae

I'm a bio prof, that's the side that you all see

But I still can be that hoe, where's them recent divorcees?

I could be your mom, but say it, you'll get slaughtered

Unless your name is Layla she's my one and only daughter

Old enough to play in the division we call Masters

But I show up at the track and I make your ass run faster

From the classroom to the lab to the gym I'm on my grind

What's this work-life balance? For me they're both aligned

Bring that East Coast mindset to the upper Midwest

Are you even really living if you're not constantly stressed?

Ring ring on my phone, what's the emergency?

A deer or the cops, missed deadline uncertainty?

Always a conundrum, do I need to intervene?

Or sit and toss one back chilling with my homie Beans

Lemme tell you all somethin' boutta wonderful drink

So good you ain't never wanna pour it in the sink

All my homies pulling up with all the H-A double M's

These bars I'm spittin' are so good y'all mistake me for Eminem

O-line's scored on all the time, it's 'cause I'm not in it

Y'all need player number nine if you want Eauzone to win it

Almost every single time O-line be getting smoked

But that's okay with me 'cause I read the book of Job

J-O-B, yep that's me, 'sept it's spelled J-O-E-B

Prolly couldn't spit these bars if it wasn't for Nattie T.

Cheelay, Cheelay, please don't say chilly

Pido veinte empanadas pa'l equipo para mi

Nos sentamos en la sofa cuando todos 'stan aquí

Fumamos verde en la casa no nos falta THC

Ayo Evan Carter

Déjame decirte algo

Espero que tu espalda esté bien porque he estado preocupándome

Así que eso, te amo, chao, besos

On the field runnin' hard pink band on my head

Haakon gonna split the defense like a needle and a thread

Wake up early hit the club man I gotta get that bread

I be steppin' on that pedal 'til my RPM's be red

Spittin' from a city that was built on a river

Hella people in this place fuckin' up they liver

All I do is make a cut and my handlers deliver

When you face the D-line your bottom lip will quiver

I trust the boys on this team, yeah I'd give 'em my life

Even though half of them are duller than a butter knife

Oh wait, I take it back, don't wanna cause no strife

Yeah they all my boys but I wish they was my wife

Frisbee ultimo es lo que yo juego

Cuando usaba una frisbee soy como fuego

Eauzone a regionales vamos a ganar

Y regresamos a EC para la celebrar

(Hehehehe, dude, Max's spanish is so clown, I love it)

(Neem's rollin' a J right now)

(Yo, whaddup)

We got the O-line, Hoe-line, then we got the Breau-line

Rollin' up the blunt, you know the whole team gettin' real high

That's Team Green baby, you know just what we need

Crack a fatty Hamm's 'n' smoke some purple ass weed

Italian made, you know I got that bread

And if you fuck with zone, we gonna put your ass to bed

We'll see you at sections, at regions, at natty's

When we beat you there, we might just stop by your daddy's

Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down

Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now

Throw it into drive and hit up Panda Express

Gimme that plate, orange chicken, boneless

Go back to the crib, and see what's on TV

Fuck the playoffs, we gonna lose money

Getting to the end, go find out what we might see

Pass it to the next, call that shit one-two, three

(Is that Jay spotted? Jay spotted? Jay spotted? Jay spotted?)

Yo they call me Jay, but my real name is James

It gets kinda confusing when all of us share names

I used to be a cutter, but I've been handling

Practice is more fun not being skied by Neem

Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast

They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass

Learning the sets took quite a while

But when I throw to Max, he just makes me smile

When I'm not playing frisbee, you can catch me grinding Hearthstone

It's a card game online and if you face me you'll get shown

Legend is the best rank I climb there almost monthly

I don't wanna brag but that's top point one in the country

This Summer you should visit me at Papa Murphy's

To work off all that pizza you can do some burpees

Covered in my money like it comes out of a shower

Catch me with a Hodag making thirteen an hour

My name is D.P. no it's not Dr. Pepper

I'm not too fancy on the field, I don't flash a leather

I put in hard work like I'm Justin Jefferson

Griddying on the field, I'll break your ankles son

I like wearing pink, just like the Mean Girls

But I won't be rude, I'll compliment you like my Uncle Earl

I'm like tater tots, yeah I'm pretty hot

Cook 'em in the oven, make them feel like they're onto somethin'

Go to Dooley's, get myself a Celtic Knot

Fill up my tummy, like I'm a Teletubby

I'm like the Chippewa River, I'll make a flood

I'll be nice to you, I'll fill up your tub

"Oh shit it's Ice Rasta," is what my friends say

But I'm not Eric Andre, I don't play any games

I'm gonna be a teacher helping kids with math

Be like Pythagoras, don't mess with the Hypotenuse Aftermath

Hey my name is Simon and I'm rhymin' 'cause I can

I'm the best captain president that Eauzone's ever had

People also call me Slimon but that's only if they know me

If you don't be playin' frisbee well then bitch you ain't my homie

Did y'all know I'mm a twin?

Yeah my sister's name is Lucy we be takin' all the wins

But my butt it is more juicy

I usually play on O-line, you could call it my main

But if we drop it and turn it, I'll be poachin' the lane

But it's not like eggs, I boil them instead

Pour me a beer with just a little head

(With just a little head)

(With just a little head)

(With just a little head)

(With just a, just a, just a, just a)

(With just a little head)

(With just a little head)

(With just a little head)

(With just a, with just a, with just a)

Hey, you know me as the C-Man

With bars cleaner than a drip-pan

I'm not used to rapping 'cause I don't wanna make a scene

But let me tell you something about my cool team

We beat Duluth on point uni

'Cause Eauzone's got better community

So many teams afraid at our snarls

Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls

I care about culture of my squad

But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my quad

I'm hyping up wicked chants every game

Then go home to see the girl who's taking my last name

This song is getting so monotonous

An D-line is lurking like a hippopotamus

Get me some coffee to put a pep in my step

Oh shit, forgot to mention that the Fauxdags got swept

The future is bright for all of us players

Just some advice don't be a bunch of taxpayers

I must be out of bars and if that is true

Happy May the 4th and may the force be with you

(Aye)

(Aye)

(Let's get it)

Throw that disc up in the air

'Cause it's long just like my hair

The ball is going deep

I gotta get it (gotta get it)

'Cause if I lose then my points in life will seep aye (dah)

I'm booling with the Eauzone boys

That's 'cause they're not any toys

And I'd like to play Sub-Zero

I'm gonna lay out, and look like a hero (yeau)

MadMan sucks

Sid the Sloth is whack

Get on this track (dah)

What does he do?

He doesn't make any money

Because he's a bum ('cause he's a bum)

He's got a really lucky, uh, style of play

That's gonna say (that's gonna say)

Sid the Sloth (Sid the Sloth, Sid the Sloth)

You're not here to stay (ayyy)

Hey, you know it's Pooty, I'm the coach on the track

I'm with Eauzone boys, regionals back to back

When I'm on the field Callaghan's are recorded

When you're on the field, your season aborted

Flying in the sky, I poster your ass

So embarrassing, laying on the grass

Game over, EauZone gets the trophy

Smoking up the stu' call me OG Eauldie

Fourteen-fourteen, that's a universe point

See me 1v1, I smoke you like a joint

I'm trying to write my verse, Nard pulls up

Holy shit a land shark there's a disc in a butt

No disc in my butt, but it's Nard with the rhyme

If you're hittin' the J, you know I'm in everytime

If the boys are chillin', just give me the word

I'm about to leave, but fuck the birds

(But fuck the birds)

(Aye Pooty, that was chill, okay lemme get on this)

Aight here we go, I'm a finish this off

Cyclin' on the town with a gnarly scoff

Pushin' through life with everything I got

I'm too too busy, I'm about to pop

Yo, yo, tell me when I'm done bro

This shit's way too much bro

Degree's something heavy

Damn If I ain't ready yeah

Disc boys keep me level

With something I can't settle

Philosophical, crazy follicle

Way too deep, I'm diabolical

Yo, yo, tell me when I'm done bro

This shit's way too much bro

Degree's something heavy

Damn if I ain't ready

(Peace and love folks)

Oh my god, I love Eauldie

Shout out to Neem, Rob, ezelliot, Isaiah

Kyle, Matthias, Quinlan, Hugh

Neckasaurus-Rex, the Freak in the Sheets

That blonde guy, don't know what grade you in

Arthur, Haakon, Ben Lurk, Lil Dinky

Evan Carter, Sydney and Jake

Ben Kirky

The lovers Brett and Jac, MGK

Victor, Dylan Scherrrn

Nora, I know you as my professor

Joe Brandt, Max Munchy, Gabriel, Jay

And Doctor Pleasure

Simon, I love you for your curly hair

Christian, I love you for your thoughts in the air

Pattyeiks, Pooty, Nard

And last but not least, Cam Waldal

(Ish, ish, ish, ish, ish, ish, ish)