Vacationin' from Gold Country by Mode 7

Kicking it, getting lit
Sitting back, not doing shit
Perfect timing
For a nice trip
Me and this good life
Is a good fit
Won't be back home
For a good bit

Until the sequel I'm vacationing
Rolling stone, this rock ain't moving
Perfect score, no improvement
Gonna sit on the shore and get stupid
Ain't no stranger to the fruits of my labor
Burying my enemies like the undertaker
Bought the whole store, don't worry about the haters
Got the whole shore, don't worry about the neighbors

Like the beach I'm coasting past all my opponents
Got all the honey, time to live in the moment
Lack of energy well I've got the potion
No worries, feel the breeze of the ocean
Bear gonna get fat and float
Boy I did it all, you know I'm gonna boast
California summer and still got my fur coat
Get an HD remake and coast
Finding all the fun fast now it's time to take it slow
Only one goal, I'm already on a roll

Until the sequel I'm vacationing
Rolling stone, this rock ain't moving
Perfect score, no improvement
Gonna sit on the shore and get stupid
Ain't no stranger to the fruits of my labor
Burying my enemies like the undertaker
Bought the whole store, don't worry about the haters
Got the whole shore, don't worry about the neighbors




Tried to keep it hidden, tried to keep me from entering
Find a cheat code and I bust in
Perfect beat for adventuring, wondering
Why your not putting in work looking for another win
Not gonna leave anything up to time
Did a lot of research to get to this rhyme
Trying not to leave a single track behind
Got to stop these thoughts from clogging up the pipeline
Autistic gamer, ain't no stranger to this
Put in the cartridge and make that progress
Like chess, all the best moves if I'm honest
Found all the secrets, now we're in the bonus
Room, didn't think I'd find the pleasure dome so soon
Never thought I'd be in a room alone with you
And you, and you and you
Everyone's waiting to see what I do
Hope these words were worth the wait
Banjo beats I put on your plate
If you hear this live, that's great
On a sequel I will not wait
Anymore, got a bear bursting through the front door
Rolling in my six-four, still down to explore
Down to the core, got you clamoring for more
Gonna keep going til my throat is sore
Just grin and bear it, got that spirit
I'm really glad you can hear it
Love the hook, repeat me like a parrot
No chorus, guess you got to learn all of it
Do it for the hell of it, yelling where's my elephant
Never been more relevant, than the 90's shit I spit
Maybe next I'll go on a Kong quest
Spit about a bad day, I get no respect
I'll probably go with what the ladies love best
Got a Patreon I hope you invest
Never embarrassed by what I express
I just hope I can keep your interest
As I keep up, beat this beat up
All out, gonna have to re-up gonna have to be up
At the crack of dawn writing this song, going on and on
Until nightfall I've gone
To bed, wake up and do it again
All the energy I expend
To get one more good line out
Write everything down, don't forget now
Always remember, even in winter
During a blizzard, all the worst weather
I put that work in, there's no better
Can't fathom how I float like a feather
Whether you like it or not
All these steps I've had to walk
Go ahead and put me on the spot
Perfect timing to take off
Low profile as I ride
On another flight through the sky
No limits as I glide
No leaf, no mushroom It's my friends that get me high
No lies, real loud when we ride
Realize how proud I am of all you guys
Putting that work in just by listening
Now you've made it to the end I kept hidden
I've ridden myself of all these fleas
Hope you see the light, got you dropping to your weak knees
Will there ever be such a thing as Banjo-Threeie
No possibility it'll be better than me

• Rock
• chiptune
• electronic
• hip hop
• rap
• synth
• Los Angeles