granata - bindle and a stick lyrics
[verse]
packing up my sins in a bindle and a stick
let’s see what happens when i fiddle with the fifth
my heart’s not brittle it’s a brick
to me if it’s dark and dismal then it’s lit
scribble i’m into scr+p booking
i’m out in left field on my heals flat footed
a blues bum a folk fiend and a jazz junkie
f+ck the main stream, i rap in the back country
i’m a nut job i got some screws loose
life should be one big booze cruise
sitting indian style underneath a blue spruce
can i say i’m cultured cause i’ve eaten couscous?
stop, pause and think like i’m at a red light
take a sip of my red stripe, reminisce about red bike
on a mission of finding a happy medium
somewhere right in between takin naps and sleeping in
meandering thru the fog, smog and somber
i don’t run, jog or walk nah i saunter
at squantz pond i ponder
like a jesus lizard playin hop scotch on water
swimming thru the sea of b+tches in crop tops and rompers
i work odd jobs in squalor
the voices think my head’s a squawk box and holler
escape time, stop watch and wander
i got the grin of the jackolantern
like you can’t quite tell if i’m a happy camper
i wasted a night smoking a pack of cancers
like they had the answers
the bats are the back up dancers
i found an abandoned mansion in new hampshire
that’s my idea of living in a lavish manner
what the f+ck happened to alexander?
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