Song Lyrics

Ándale, Odelay stop the cops
I've been known to motivate
Campaign, campaign
It's an old estate, pop a roach a day
To save this modern day Nazi

Change moves like molasses
Sometimes feels like moving backwards
Something like a phrase like money matters
Gaslight the masses

But this machine right here kills fascists (yep)
This machine right here kills fascists (yep)
This machine right here kills fascists (yep)
Get you off your asses

Settled in with the fact that I'll never be rich
I doubled down with the purpose that I began with
Make art, make art
And I'm cool with that
Feel something, feel something
Where the humans at?

Where you at?
Where you at? Where you at?
If ain't moving us then it need to fall back
Got style, plus smarts, plus heart
What you call that?
Pinpoint aim
When I flame you get all that
Where you at?
What it is, what it ain't
Y'all hate, blow hard
But it don't inflate
All right, all right
Goin' down in flames
'Cause y'all apes waste space
And this didn't relate for ya

Yeah
Eyes in the back of my head
I catch Z's in the front
Rather be caught dead
I used to doomsday prep
And now I'm like
If doomsday could try to get me in the front half
I wouldn't even be that mad (Max!)
Vice tax with my lab rats
Too many pills
Been chilling with the transplant
Too many thrills
We do the shit that most can't regularly
And on a schedule maybe even
Maybe, or maybe not
Pump fake, bait switch, hit 'em with the twist
Yeah, wait, wait, just like this
Now keep waiting
Nothing to see here
I steer like a broke
Front bike wheel drifting
Appear for the night
If the right breeze send me
I feel with the types
Stay alive, stay lifting
We're digging in the dirt so tempting
And how a dick is in the water
I get it how I live it
Split it with my partners
Doubled up
We're fucking up these level bosses
This machine kills screens and kills

Where you at?
Where you at? Where you at?
If ain't moving us then it need to fall back
Got style, plus smarts, plus heart
What you call that?
Pinpoint aim
When I flame you get all that
Where you at?
What it is, what it ain't
Y'all hate, blow hard
But it don't inflate
All right, all right
Goin' down in flames
'Cause y'all apes waste space
And this didn't relate for ya

I got P-E-O-P-L-E
Nothing else matters to me
Come on connect, collect, reflect
Come get the wet, I architect, I argue best
Voice on my left tell me
"Get like the rest"
Voice in my head tell me
"Aim at the left"
But the thump in my chest tell me
"Boy go 'head"
'Cause the thump in my chest tell me I'm not
"Nah nah nah"
I made a song called
"How to feel good when it's all wrong
How to be on when it's all
Awful" (awful)
Popping like a sawed-off
Ayeyaya
Ayeyayaya
I do rad shit, bad shit
Miss me with that trash shit
Goes classes to ashes
This machine kills fascists

Where you at?
Where you at? Where you at?
If ain't moving us then it need to fall back
Got style, plus smarts, plus heart
What you call that?
Pinpoint aim
When I flame you get all that
Where you at?
What it is, what it ain't
Y'all hate, blow hard
But it don't inflate
All right, all right
Goin' down in flames
'Cause y'all apes waste space
And this didn't relate for ya

Stefon Alexander, Andrew William Sims

The duration of Ayeyayaya is 2:40 minutes and seconds.