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lyrics
Sit down- let me tell you something
Everything is really nothing
Everywhere is where we're from
And everyone is surely coming
Lucky monkeys, Bible junkies
Wonder for whom the God is gunning
Tumbling off the ledge they're running
Someday sunny days are coming
You are all wound up but you never throw a punch
I've got this pill ground up, let me slip it in your lunch
I know how this sounds, but who else can you really trust?
No one ever found out, but I'm sure they had a hunch
What do you want me to do, feed it to you? See you through spoonful after spoonful until you can see that I am being truthful? Useful- I used to be- now I'm just a used soul, youthful by the old rules, and you, sir, or miss- it's crucial you come to your senses 'cause I meant it when I said my intentions were demented, presidential in the sense I've love to bring down the senate, I think of representatives like lemonade- they'd be better fermented, so let's let them sit for a decade
Am I making any headway? I feel like that was tangential, sorry, I've been smoking this really heady stuff, it's got to be medical- have a little, stay a lot, we might as well get friendly- getting high is universal, so who cares if you can comprende? Getting by is the worst, though, but I'd rather making money than enemies, so let's light this joint with a twenty, 'cause it doesn't mean anything
Sit down- let me tell you something
Everything is really nothing
Everywhere is where we're from
And everyone is surely coming
Lucky monkeys, Bible junkies
Wonder for whom the God is gunning
Tumbling off the ledge they're running
Someday sunny days are coming
What was that, a heart attack or just a fast beat?
Am I collapsing or just dancing? Do not ask me
Lying on the pavement, caved in, watching people pass me
Trying to hide my face but I can't keep myself from gasping
Don't look back- I attract heat
What was that, a heart attack or just a dance beat?
What was that, a heart attack or just a fast beat? Am I collapsing or just dancing? Do not ask me, lying on the pavement, caved in, watching people pass me, trying to hide my face but I can't keep myself from gasping [inhale] I'm not an athlete, I am just a bad seed, you had me at hello but your goodbye's just got me laughing, nice try with idolatry but you'll never put one past me 'til the day I'm locked up in a cage with a sign reading 'Do Not Grass-Feed'
Just in case, I'd better get high enough to last me
What was that? A heart attack or just a fast beat?
New Jersey rapper links with Dublin producer for a hard-hitting, old-school LP featuring Open Mike Eagle, Hemlock Ernst, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024