clbrks - seafood lyrics
[intro]
(verse 1)
yo
i’m part man, part lager
socks with the birkenstocks and some old prada
the sh+t starter
your baby mother’s kid’s father
smoke a zoot through the stigmata, god sh+t
odd sh+t, i roll around with very little conscious
it comes to chatting, i’m not into any nonsense
and very often they’re describing me as uncommon
and i don’t really have a problem, i just like to drink
beers upon an empty stomach
and when i aim to play the trumpet
you’re still clubbing while i’m at the summit
while you were chilling really i was f+cking up to something
i do some monumental sh+t and say it’s just nothing
uh
i blow cold air speak fire
sing in e minor
the green tree climber
wear designer gear find me swimming in the seven seas
and really all i need is more p’s and some hennessy
(hook)
c
i’m really something that you’ll never be
cl
seeing all the things you’ll never see
i’m doing all the things that you’ll never do
you ask me where i’m going? tell ’em “really, i don’t have a clue.”
i’m really something that you’ll never be
cl
seeing all the things you’ll never see
i’m doing something that you’ll never do
ask me where i’m going? tell ’em “really, i don’t have a clue.”
(verse 2)
i have to keep a spliff tucked
and really still i give no f+cks
see me dressed appropriately while i shoot ducks, like
it’s the season, i’m k!lling everything for no motherf+cking reason
go home to get the p’s in. you
find me writing sonnets on the river
i really need to have another word with my liver
i might skip dinner, man i’m on the drugs again
i’m past it, i mastered the art of the pen
i’m an artist, don’t f+ck me
there’s no one above me
walking past c? keep your iphone tucked, g
your sister whispered that she loved me exquisite
i might show up on your drive, like xzibit
i hit the heineken and rhyme again
and i’m surprised my boy isn’t inside again
or steady doing time again
i look you in the eyes and say, “where and when?”
i heard you talking, made a call, you’re never talking again
(hook)
c
i’m really something that you’ll never be
cl
seeing all the things you’ll never see
i’m doing all the things that you’ll never do
you ask me where i’m going? tell ’em “really, i don’t have a clue.”
i’m really something that you’ll never be
cl
seeing all the things you’ll never see
i’m doing something that you’ll never do
ask me where i’m going? tell ’em “really, i don’t have a clue.”
[outro]
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