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average rap band - bending spoons lyrics

[intro]
yeah, i guess i basically fancy myself as a storyteller
and write and, you know, about, about the things i see around me

[verse 1]
sitting on the tram dirt broke like a motherf-cker
paranoid that the lady next to me’s undercover
done a runner just the other week from the tram cops
i’m not running anymore more, bruv, i got knees like my grand pops
back in the day i had a little hops
then i got old and my shot got cold when that whiskey got
cool, that was round the time i cooled off too
i went from ‘you know who’ into a ‘who are you?’
well i’m a lazy–ss, slash, motivated as f-ck
creative, that couldn’t give a nut what he’s labelled as
take me as just a disobedient maniac
the media paint me as on tv to make the ads
sell if you like or you could take a tab
and then realise you’re just a naked animal
like i am too just another ape in drag
80s smack baby that crazy cat lady had
h-m-sapien, that lady that
made ‘bag lady’ fan, playing gap band
loud like you play the clash, till i make the neighbours mad
making tracks ’till the day i lay in ash, save all that
making wack shit for baby bash
i don’t need to chase the cash in no rat race, f-ck the latest fad
don’t rock roshes, never rated breaking bad
i just want a good paper back when i take a cr-p
i’m okay with that, i get paid to rap
and i never made it but at least i’m not making ads
so i ride that d-mn tram like a trans am
feeling like a billionaire on band camp, bam bam
bigelow, i spit that goku shit, their piccolo
pick a flow to kick and go with it with no video
and if it don’t do it for you i give a f-ck it isn’t no
audition so if you don’t wanna listen then don’t listen bro
but any who, twenty-two brews down
now i’m ready to get into some new style
in a henny mood but remmy’s cool, whatever dude
get me any booze, anybody got any lude? 10 to 2
is it ever too late to get a new attitude on life?
or am i already screwed?
spent a few too many afternoons in my room
stressing bout, impending doom, bending spoons
time to end the bull and do something commendable
spent too much time pretending to, john lennon knew
i’m going to bed, wake me up when the rent is due
matter fact, wake me up at the end of june
then i’ll do the dishes, you b-tches
taking pictures of yourselves blowing kisses
what the f-ck is this?

[sample]
an idiotic conversation; two guys talking
nothing
what does that mean?
the show is about – nothing
but even nothing is something

[verse 2]
when i got nowhere to go i just pick a flow and roll with it
stoned and just got off the boat and i’m stoked with it
spending time penning rhymes getting by only cause
i don’t give f-ck bout being broke it makes no difference
to me whatsoever if i’m hungry then i’ll go get it
steal a couple loafs still i’m happy when there’s no dinner
got a couple things going on so the dope dealings
left up to the bros selling blow cause the hoes sniff it
no critics saying shit i don’t already no
bitter old b-tches open your mouth and put my whole d-ck in
no gimmicks only cause i ain’t bout the hoe shit and
even if n-body notice that you don’t know shit
i see it cause it’s openly obvious, you don’t really know how to make a
nah got no time to focus on dumb shit
cause i’m too busy working on my own shit
my old shit is old better get somewhere to go quick
cause only the prolific make it to the podium
and i’m trying to get to where the bro is and
no distance is enough to make a difference
when i get to going this is just another moment to hold better roll with it

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