[Chorus: Knowdaverbs] Misery not exactly known consciously Doesn't like being alone but loves company La di dah di dah bahtah bahtah dweedle Let your ears be deadend to the calling of the dung beetle
[Verse 1: Knowdaverbs] Your not the same dude I knew man, your not him! 'Cause you've been acting different since you've been hanging with them You were the coolest one I knew most distinguished of the pact But now you bug with beetles and invest in something wack Me, the third person, I like the first version Then you switched style and compiled with dung cohersion I guess you're feeling the points of peer pressure Never do what beetles do even if they sweat ya Old principles it's like you never had a need for You're the one on my list deeply interceed for Heeey! Let your ears be deadend To the screaming of beetles and all the mess that they tread in
[Verse 2: Bonafide] Ah man there she goes again blocking my vision Her plan.. To see my death by any means the mission One glance Could speak the blaze I left extinguished back then back when.. She had me trapped in the pleasures of sin.. I must refuse to give in and take the kingdom by force. But of course oh so tempting her voice of silk blend. Aroma that of Egyptian musk if you will Did a dance before my eyes to one of our favourite tunes. Reminding me of what we had and how it ended so soon. Grave digger steady lookin for my corps I assume. Measmurized gaining conscience as the plot took the fall. She disappeared in thin air. Her name in smoke floated there. Dung Beetle
[Verse 3: Coffee] Embark upon journey of gigantic magnitude proportion and purpose Worthless as a porcelain purpose If your vision's service. Division surface eat- Ing everything like acidic mass, a prolific cast and crew I got a grasp on the realization of Christ, do you? Glitch on the computer screen, catching wreck like a burning train Making commuters scream to make it through this dream A minor altercation from circumstances envelope Dungbeetle at it again, formatted with pictures developed Though evil swarm, I will not be conformed at all Exemptions my redemption from mating call
[Verse 4: Pigeon John] Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Without a care, Vaseline in my hair Debonair. Here snare, superclean and I'm bare Unaware the 7 factors got more UHH! Than you Why do you need to follow, why do you do what we do We enter the room, boom, never too soon. Ready to bloom While the drones creatin' more clones that we consume Alex the Great stayed young and beautiful without hate We set trends while you bend to popular states Wait - while they drink vodka I take my girl out to lobster Why should we even imitate an imposter While I'd rather emulate and conform to God's Son While I mash out in Nash in my EV1 like skiiirrt!