e.b. - slugs lyrics
[verse 1]
woke up, got out of bed, washed up
and ate a few eggs, egglands best
another murder in the street
another chest all bl–dy, from a theft all wrong
long songs mourning, organ, i’m turning
soaring from boring monologuing, quit your moaning
boy next door lost his father, bother i could do, not a bit that would do
in due time, over it, popping pills and drinking lean like yung lean
all these dreams, lacking needs like n-gg-s on life support
life support? knife in dork
fork in a n-gg-‘s eye, cuz’ why not
there’s chaos in the streets and there players in the sheets
but me, i just watch brains get smashed in like x
door smashed, p-rn flat, screen black, cop attack
i watch that, i feel that, i see that, i hear that
i’m slower than slow, with blows to head like rocky
oral pocky game like araki odd fame
[hook]
i’m just a slug watching score go over, nothing else
i’m stuck with buck in pocket, nothing else
early bird comes to dock with flock, nothing else
i’m a quarter pound of meat, for these naysayers
came to town, gray, unfound, like usual
used to it like prost-tution
used to it like execution
feel a fusion of emotion, cause commotion, no controlling but only motion, gone notion
i’m just a slug watching score go over, nothing else
i’m stuck with buck in pocket, nothing else
early bird comes to dock with flock, nothing else
i’m a quarter pound of meat, for these naysayers
came to town, gray, unfound, like usual
used to it like prost-tution
used to it like execution
feel a fusion of emotion, cause commotion, no controlling but only motion, gone notion
[verse 2]
dark as a shadow is, odd as a rainbow is, spas and some ammo
whiz some hate like a journalist
to n-gg-s, once friends, now they dip like danny brown
i drown, a bunch of cracker kids on d-ck
harder than neanderthals, i’m tired of this cell wall
blocking my way, trying catch my dreams
before they cream, and musty bust
i’m late, hate in my chest, fate i obsess
mess on my head, ku klux need a van
shoot problems like heroin injection
pop n-gg- eye like poptart women
wooden allen get another crooked allen
get a bit accused, forgotten like cotton, pick another player
i’m tired of a broken record, tired of these broken rhymes, tired of this broken jive, tired of this broken beat
bright blight, heli flight, fear height, gun spite
run it like flowers blooming, hours zooming
[hook]
i’m just a slug watching score go over, nothing else
i’m stuck with buck in pocket, nothing else
early bird comes to dock with flock, nothing else
i’m a quarter pound of meat, for these naysayers
came to town, gray, unfound, like usual
used to it like prost-tution
used to it like execution
feel a fusion of emotion, cause commotion, no controlling but only motion, gone notion
i’m just a slug watching score go over, nothing else
i’m stuck with buck in pocket, nothing else
early bird comes to dock with flock, nothing else
i’m a quarter pound of meat, for these naysayers
came to town, gray, unfound, like usual
used to it like prost-tution
used to it like execution
feel a fusion of emotion, cause commotion, no controlling but only motion, gone notion
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