Dr. Awkward - Cheers, Mate! lyrics

[Verse 1] Eighty-seven west-coast raised, in the days When side street cyphers elicited amazement And battle raps meant just some friends in a basement And it was all love, and no dreams to be famous See murder was the case, we had it on tape Side A sing along every time it go played And I used to want to be Will Smith sh**... I still want to be Will Smith, and it goes like this I was 8 in the back room, listening to Dre straight rap about Sa**oon Everybody had a boom box blasting bap boom Looking for a phat tune, something we could dance to Had Montell singing out this is how we do it Tryna get the new Jordan's when they was really new Give a damn about money but we still rocked gold Raise a toast to the days of old [Hook] I said cheers mate! How the beer taste? Bottle in the sky, raise um high, show that we're great! OJ and some Seagram's Gin And we gone take it back to where it begins, raise um up! [Verse 2] Yes yes y'all, and it don't stop I'm from the time before music needed steep drops Spitting heat rocks, over a G-funk beat I've been cultivating music that be cultivating he He-who-must-not-be-named, snake tattoos like I rep that gang Man your boys insane, with a dumba** name Cause the kid been frank (Ben Frank) cause he just wants change Last name Chang, cause I'm all about Community This do-it-for-the-love style really ain't new to me In high school I rocked white shirts and Chuck T's And khakis with only one crease That's how we got down way back when Everything from Mac 10 got play back then Back before Pac was a name in lore So raise a cup to the days of yore [Hook] I said cheers mate! How the beer taste? Bottle in the sky, raise um high, show that we're great! OJ and some Seagram's Gin And we gone take it back to where it begins, raise um up! [Verse 3] Softmore year at the dance like shorty what's your name? Acting like I understand forty watters slang Like peep my scraper it's all about the paper Man cut the sh** like I'm swinging light sabers I used to write gang rap, ain't that Some sh**? I can't believe that I'm even saying that Instead of having rights read, I read books Cause there ain't no such thing as halfway crooks We used to act so cool, after school bumping old Kanye in an above ground pool I could live here forever feel me? Grouch singing "I'm just a simple man really" and That was just another day Perfect in every way not much to say Who would've thought that these days won't last Raise a toast to the days long past [Hook] I said cheers mate! How the beer taste? Bottle in the sky, raise um high, show that we're great! OJ and some Seagram's Gin And we gone take it back to where it begins, raise um up!