Tighten Up - The Front Bottoms

I’m from the future

That’s the last thing they’ll hear me say

As I begin to uncontrollably shake

So please allow me to shed some darkness

Step into a summer time zone, oh

I don’t care if you people like me

It won’t make a difference if you don’t

'Cause I’m gonna tighten up my circle

As soon as I get some real money

So enjoy this Mister Big Spender side of me

While it lasts

Don’t feel bad for me

No, don’t feel bad for me

Don’t feel bad for me

No, don’t feel bad for me

No, don’t feel bad for me

I won’t feel bad for you

I’m gonna start a cult

A cult of happy people

Who I will have to kill eventually

For they know not what they know

Don’t feel bad for them

No, don’t feel bad for them

No, don’t feel bad for them

No, don’t feel bad for them

No, don’t feel bad for them

They won’t feel bad for you

You hurt me, but it ain’t all that bad

You hurt me, but it ain’t all that bad

You hurt me, but it ain’t all that bad

You hurt me, but it ain’t all that bad

You wouldn’t even recognize me no more, I’ve changed

I can roll a cigarette with my eyes closed

Too hot to feel the pain

You hurt me, but it ain’t all that bad

You hurt me, but it ain’t all that bad

He says he knows how to freestyle

And he will show us if we give him a beat

He says he spent six years in jail

For selling two fake crack rocks to some undercover police

Don’t feel bad for him

No, don’t feel bad for him

No, don’t feel bad for him

No, don’t feel bad for him

No, don’t feel bad for him

He won’t feel bad for you