Fruit Loops  Fruity Loops
[Hook]
First a big bowl of Fruit Loops
Then I do it to the max like Goof Troop (Say what?)
Write a song they ain’t used to, something to move to
It’s what I choose to
Fruit Loops keep me energized
Fruity Loops for Sublime in the Skies
All them bad vibes, keep ‘em minimized
Fruit Loops keep me energized
Fruity Loops for Sublime and the Sky is digitized

[Verse 1]
Uh, what I symbolize and dream
Legitimize dreams with a shoestring budget
Giving up now, nope, won’t cut it
Galaxy Walk is star-studded
Look, never had a Mercedes
If I did, I’d be driving Miss Daisy
You know my old lady, nah, she ain’t eighty
On the highway of life, going ‘bout 80
Lately I’ve been feeling like Lupin, thief in disguise
Still drop gems on your futon
While they sleep, I’m cutting sweet deals, check the coupons
Fighting food-ons
Food for thought coming to life
Only slow cook, not the microwave type
So bring an appetite
Got a fast pace in this rat race
My past, wish I could permanently backspace
To revert those scars
Mama told me straight to my face, “Slow down, son, you work so hard
You gon’ be doing this ’til 50
Maybe, but you got a good will, no thrifty"
I promise what I got in stores kinda nifty
Music to save the world to, get swifty
Still got a lot to do
But I’ll never tell you anything that’s not the truth, look
Can’t nothing else stop me
Devil tryna interfere, God got me
Screw the radio, they frequency sloppy
But this patch of songs are dope, do you copy? Look
Pour me up a bowl
Instrumentals start to load
Then lo and behold a new episode
Pour me up another bowl
A new episode, let’s go
[Hook]
First a big bowl of Fruit Loops
Then I do it to the max like Goof Troop (Say what?)
Write a song they ain’t used to, something to move to
It’s what I choose to
Fruit Loops keep me energized
Fruity Loops for Sublime in the Skies
All them bad vibes, keep ‘em minimized
Fruit Loops keep me energized
Fruity Loops for Sublime and the Sky is digitized

[Verse 2]
We plugged into a whole new wave
The sound you can’t fade
Fall through enemy snares, a kick and a bass to the face
From the ground up, can’t diminish mine’s
Visualize every lyric, you can call ‘em image lines
Give me time, we’ll get it
Pick apart each song, everybody is a critic, it’s whatev’s
They programmed, no [?]
Developed our own thing, created it ourselves
With piano, rose to the top of the shelves
We don’t sound like, uh, anybody else
Clap for your boys
Oh, high hat, thought I lost it?
Never that, cooler than an icepack
They like that, this is not what you’re used to
Cruise through the stars with a big bowl of Fruit Loops