THE STORY SO FAR LYRICS

"TSSF In Da Bay Pt. II"

TSSF in the bay part 2 mother fuckers
Yee boy, yee yee yee yee yee
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hey, hey shut up
Will has a small dick!

TSSF in the bay (TSSF in the bay) [x4]

[Kevin Geyer:]
My name is Kevin Geyer, you can call me Kevikins
Bitches talkin hella shit but I'm still making millions
Now I'm driving in my car slappin The Story So Far
And I'm kickin it with PCAN cus you know he got bars
Even though I go to church, I rep the 4-2-0
And even though I may be dumb there isn't much that I don't know
Cuz every little thing I say and every little thing I do
Will only further prove the fact my crew is better than you

[Jeff?:]
Yo it's Jeff? [?] and I made this beat
95 livin, baby run these streets
Story So Far in the bay once again
East bay pop-punk til the end
Slidin through the hood in my black 4 Runner
Pimp mack paddy wack mother fuckin stunner
Fast, this dub see biz
Story So Far homie own like shit

TSSF in the bay (TSSF in the bay) [x4]

[Ryan Torf:]
Wassup, it's Ryan fuckin Torf in the building once again
Laying that dope beat down, spinning that dope shit out
Making the dope sound gettin me far off the ground
Like the blunt being passed spinnin me round and round
Pass it off to PCAN and it hits my boy Will
But he looks at me like he knows my looks kill
So I snatch it back, and look dead at the bleed
Then I kill that shit straight before it looks back at me
Blew that smoke in his face and he fell to his knees
Gotta realize that that's how I deal with my trees
In the kitchen cookin flow with bass and the dope
Make a nice sweet hook at the pop-punk side show
Cars hittin hard, white tees, and Nike sneakers
Except their ears are all fucked off the sub and the speakers
That's how we slap with the big bass all day now let's hear ya say

TSSF in the bay (TSSF in the bay) [x4]

[Kelen Capener:]
I'm K to the E to the L Kelen Keller
I slang candy at school, I'm a number one seller
Playing bass in the band so I'm keepin it low
Find me slappin at shows while I'm blappin on hoes
Gettin wicky with your girly in the back of my car
It's your fault that you took her to see The Story So Far
No trees, no booze it's the life that I choose
I'm a master MC and you bet I don't lose

[Parker Cannon:]
PCAN, it's a four letter word
I don't gotta say it bitch you already heard
My style's absurd, just listen and learn
While me, Torf and Kevin roll up a bleez and burn
I usually don't rap, I really don't spit
But when my verse drops all the boppas want dick
Shyeah, but I tell em "kick rocks!"
I might spit fire but I stay at punk rock

TSSF in the bay (TSSF in the bay)

REST IN PEACE MIKE DAYS

Thanks to annie for these lyrics

Thanks to krysten, Andrew, Danielle for correcting these lyrics

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