Your Old Droog – World's About To End lyrics

(Verse 1):

Multimillion dollar salaries
Piling up like spring, with allergies
When that time come I breeze through my palace
Bout to open wild studios and galleries
New galaxies explored, look what I done started
Ain't tripping off Billboard, we conquer the uncharted
Parted Red Seas, performed the deadliest of medleys
Residencies for my catalog of hits
Ya'll doing spot dates for hot plates
I ain't tryna spend a night on no couch
Or hear some lame talk about a voucher
That's absurd to me, word to P
I smack earth, wind and fire outcha
Been up on the art of war and (?)
Had crazy bouts of depression, slow aggression
Felt like giving up in every session
I told you losers, you don't choose this profession

Hook:

The world's about to end
(the world is about to end)
The world's about to end
(the world is about to end)

(Verse 2):

Play the alleys like a stray, never pet
Sick puppy, it ain't get put down by a vet
Fuck did you expect? No connects
This book like the Torah show respect
Chase a check never chase a bitch
Mofucker spent years tryna get me in the mix
I laid low, work better in that pressure cooker
Hardly broke a sweat, there's more dough to go collect
Came through with that loosey dipped like I smoke the wet
Shit I used to, catch the A train to the left
Smoke the dour and sess, set shit off like Boba Fett
While these fancy clowns was wearing gowns to the Met
I rolled (?) with nothing but hobos on the set
It cut with each nook and cranny
On Atlantic platform hollering at grannies
He can't be from Brooklyn, can he?
One time I almost got fooled by a tranny (psych!)
But I ain't Lou Reed, Your Droog is a new breed
Think y'all can see me, you goofies don't even proofread
And every chick you ever hit was probably roofied
I know it can't be that hard for you balds
But even America's dad had that barbecue sauce

Hook:

The world's about to end
(the world's about to end)
The world's about to end
(the world's about to end)

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