Kicks

My kicks
My kicks
My kicks
Thats how I get my kicks
Handprints in the concrete
They run they run like
Young birds with the red cheeks
Always
Barefoot on the sea glass
Sharp ones sharp ones they
Dont learn when they cut class
Whats dust to you is gold to me
Gold to me
But were just different books to read
Where every single chapter
Is another cliffhanger
Oh your thrills aint my thrills
They aint chasing the bills
I just made a beat that sick
When my thoughts turn to rhyme
Yeah goosebumps never lie
You might not get down to this but
Thats how I get my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah yeah oh
Thats how I get my kicks
Ten miles on the converse
Theyd see theyd see that
Flip side got its own verse
Yeah your
Mainstream runs against mine
But we but we still
Nods head at the same time
Whats dust to you is gold to me
Gold to me
But were just different books to read
Where every single chapter
Is another cliffhanger
Oh your thrills aint my thrills
They aint chasing the bills
I just made a beat that sick
When my thoughts turn to rhyme
Yeah goosebumps never lie
You might not get down to this but
Thats how I get my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah yeah oh
Thats how I get my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah yeah oh
Thats how I get my
My kicks house lighted
My kicks so quiet
My kicks but theres voices singing in my choir
Thats how I get my kicks
My kicks house lighted
My kicks so quiet
But theres voices singing in my choir
Oh your thrills aint my thrills
They aint chasing the bills
I just made a beat that sick
When my thoughts turn to rhyme
Yeah goosebumps never lie
You might not get down to this but
Thats how I get my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah yeah oh
Thats how I get my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah my kicks
Aaaaaah yeah oh
Thats how I get my kicks