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jam baxter - drowned dogs lyrics

[intro: sample from alice in wonderland]
“but i don’t want to go among mad people.”
“oh, you can’t help that, we’re all mad here
“i’m mad. you’re mad.”
“how do you know i’m mad?”
“well you must be, or you wouldn’t have come here.”
“i don’t think that proves it at all
anyhow, how do you know that you’re mad?”

[verse 1: datkid]
i’m back like i never left, lace up the loop
it’s mr fresh outta life where the f-ck was you?
people talking sh-t about me so it must be true
as for what’s real and what’s not i’ll leave it up to you
i’m kicking back, i’ll leave you to persue all the hidden facts
’cause i ain’t on sh-t if it isn’t rap, you smell me?
fingertips grubby, cigar sh-t money
“honey i’m home” kick my slippers off and sit comfy
it’s t–th ledger, can’t n0body test the st–z ever
the malta me[?] repper dribbling when i see treasure
delta bravo kilo gang fatigue sweater
my clique will hit your city up like extreme weather

[verse 2: jam baxter]
they never expected the devils demented twin
to walk in and wear the whole room like a second skin
slimy tongue hung behind a crescent grin
hanging from a chandalier swinging like a treble chin
and your dishevelled flesh resembling
a foetus still entangled in a red placenta trembling
check the diary entry i’ve got “k!ll it dead” pencilled in
on the hour every hour please inform your next of kin

[hook: jam baxter & datkid]
citywide circus, clowns on brown
rocking that loose-fitting poundshop crown
you’re in the wrong place wrong house wrong town
wrong planet, blindfolded in speeding traffic

citywide circus full of clowns on brown
all going round in circles on a merry-go-round
you’re in the wrong place wrong house wrong town
we ain’t cut from the same fabric

[verse 3: jam baxter]
i chew through the summer with my shrunken t–th
they crawled through their autumns like stray cats with sunken cheeks
pick through a grubby little handful of london streets
peel the pavements off and eat the bodies buried underneath
and i’ve been texting weird chicks for five days straight
crab claws slipping round a size eight waist
life ain’t safe, you’re living with giants
you posess all the charisma of a kitchen appliance
this sh-t isn’t science it’s godly
so i’ll be stood on every seedy street corner at once if you want me

[verse 4: datkid]
breath frosty tryna make funds but it’s costly
drugs used to be my living but now they’re k!lling me softly
i get in where i fit in
i’m in the inner city sh-tting on some pigeons
tryna make a k!lling leave it swimming where i’m fishing
ain’t never had a smidging ’til their sh-t was going missing
two fists full of ambition

citywide circus full of clowns on brown
all going round in circles on a merry-go-round
you’re in the wrong place wrong house wrong town
we ain’t cut from the same fabric

[outro: jam baxter]
so never mind what i’ve been doing
just slipping around missioning
sipping on mother’s ruin all day
okay
yeah
never mind what i’ve been saying
he knealt on the floor praying
and watching the world fading away
okay

[outro: sample from alice in wonderland]
“but i don’t want to go among mad people.”
“oh, you can’t help that, we’re all mad here”
“how do you know i’m mad?”
“well you must be, or you wouldn’t have come here.”

- jam baxter lyrics

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