David Lougheed - Swag Overload lyrics

[Intro: Dr. Berkowitz] Money to burn in 2007 God damn I was living in heaven My worst girl was a 7 Then one morning I woke up Saw my bae in tears The bubble had burst sh** my worst fear I started to fall Like a wrecking ball I'm a charity case Help me y'all My house: appropriation All my stocks: inflation My soul: damnation The result: my starvation Living my life in a cardboard box Don't have a pillow, just use rocks This is all because of sh**ty stocks And now I can't even afford socks [Interlude] Hey MC Dirtbag: remember me? Hey there tool, you could never make it this far. Sorry old chap, but get off my rap. Where'd the beat go? [Verse 1: The Notorious J.O.E] I thought you guys were done rapping So I went to take a nap and I heard Dirtbag starting to rap with swag Walked over to my drums Started out dumb Then laid down the beat of the millenium Time to add some melodies Start to pound those keys I'm not Thelonious Monk But I know my ABCs Pull out my ba** and connect it with a cable Never played before but you know that I'm still capable Bust a groove That makes you wanna move Then compile it all in Ableton 'Cause that's the form we like it in Using an SM58 That's right, don't hate Weighs 298 grams and fits nicely in your hand It has great durability and pretty good sound quality Only 100 dollars so don't fear A crucial part of a sound man's gear Run some XLR From the PA to the mic stand Got that Mogami Gold Right from Japan And crafted by hand You know man, it's the best No other brand can top it It's like cardiac arrest (Yeah. Swag. Anybody got a defibrillator?) [Verse 2: MC Dirtbag] Getting 100k per week All the b**hes love my beats Heard from L.A. to Tahiti Rocking clubs across the city I got so much money though I bought all dat Vinnie van Gogh I don't need score any blow All the dealers come my show Getting paid by-weekly to mow the lawn Only 100K per week, yawn Just got back from my tour of Azerbaijan ALL THE LONG GRASS IS GONE Still have time to eat ma ham Still got time to make this jam Sometimes I put ham on jam Ham don't taste no good with jam Never looking back from here (hey) Never check back in my rearview mirrors Occasionally car gets hit from the rear Now I usually check my rear-view mirrors Wu-Tang got nothing on this beat When they try to turn up on my street My posse be standing right behind me Drinking back all that motherf**ing tea Sometimes I'm a philanthropist My accountants are always pretty pissed Give lots and lots and lots of money To aspiring young rappists Like my wigga OG Pierogi [Verse 3: OG Pierogi] [Polish sh**] [Verse 4: MC Dirtbag] I live on the island I got two shotguns Every time something moves I shoot it with my shotgun Life is tough over here But people come from far and near To check out the b**hes I said beaches! That's not even a bad word Whoever's beeping beaches Is a huge turd Like Sandbanks With sand, and lots of waves Anyway I'll get back to my rap David, behave I swim every day to school and back I'm only Level 3 but I'm fine in the lac I speak french but I'm not very fluent It's prolly 'cause I don't go to cla** I'm truant Playing trumpet with one hand I got that master swag Playing double Cs easily I don't mean to brag Don't diss me or I'll send you to the gulag And that is why they call me MC Dirtbag [Verse 5: Dr. Berkowitz] Spend my lunch sitting cross-legged on the floor My friends all judge me but I'm just tryna score I live in the ghetto And sing falsetto [Singing] That's right you heard me Singing up at 8V Ayyeeeeee [Beatboxing] Tipping those canoes And sipping back that booze But make sure it's kosher 'Cause I'm a Jew Spend hours every day In my dad's studio I don't do anything there No-one really knows Then go to Ottawa Every weekend I really need a lamp And a chair from IKEA Damn these rhymes are so sharp I think I'll go home and play my harp [Harp Solo] [Verse 6: MC Dirtbag] Not used to the riches My financials a mess Spending 200k per week Making 100k less Need someone to help me manage my cash Smoking them hundreds Don't even ash One day walking past the H&R Block And I see a filthy hobo Sleeping on rocks I said "Hey there Dr. Berkowitz, I need your help baud!" I took him to my crib and removed the mud Now on the red carpet Getting all the bids Me and Berk together Rapping ad-lib Back the way it used to be Berk and I together The first time since '07 A friendly get-together Back in the spotlight Back in the high life Still life in the hood cause it's still: My Life [Outro: David the Creator] Premiere is my weapon of choice File's 12 gigs big 'cause of Berk's fancy toys Canon 5D Mark II with a Zeiss to add Mixing on a Yammy, Onkyo, and a NAD Got all this fancy gear but now it's time to hear How we put it all together The real ordeal Transfer the files to my Macbook Pro And all of a sudden I'm rolling in dough Compile it all and add some cray effects Lighting, green-screen, bokeh and the rest Then export it all to an H264 No more editing to do anymore