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jesse abraham - life is a free throw lyrics

[verse 1]
my brain has the aim of deranged insane gangs
who maintain their fame with their name
i’m just playin
i wake up feelin like a cartoon
i can do anything, except drive a car, true
then i start to have some orange juice
take vitamins; i don’t wanna catch the bird flu
is it hard to make your own heart swoon?
life is a free throw, n0body guards you

[chorus]
life is a free throw
and i tell them all the same
it isn’t a game
ain’t n0body standin in your way
life is a free throw
and you ain’t really gotta search for what you deserve
long as you work, you’re gonna earn
life is a free throw
every time i turn around somebody’s throwin a pound
the value’s going down
life is a free throw
but i don’t let it bother me
i keep movin’ logically
ain’t n0body stopping me
life is a free throw

[verse 2]
i do some dishes, wash forks & spoons –
go mess around with guitar loops
i think i’m a start to make some art soon
feelin sharp as a shark’s tooth or a harpoon
i could make a flower bloom in a dark room
i’m a leave the beat with all of its parts strewn all across the cemetery
buried in a marked tomb
now you think that i’m some bizarre loon
like i’m rhymin with no fun, “dark doom
you never heard or observed such dark gloom”
i’m a dance around like marky mark
“dude, uh, you should do some sit-ups”
ok, i’m a start to
i hit the gym dressed all in maroon
i see a girl sprayin on some perfume
made me light-headed like i inhaled some car fumes
i said, “i’m free later on tonight, are you?”

[verse 3]
so we go sit down on some bar stools
tryin to be cool but it’s kinda hard to
i don’t golf but this girl is a par two
she got bounce just like a kangaroo
we start chattin bout bar food
turns out she’s really hungry for some waffles
outside there’s a guy who’s sellin some falafels
she ate five and started to feel awful
she said, “i need a bed and a novel”
i said, “where’s your place? i could walk you.”
she said, “i live downtown in a brothel
you bought me that food so i owe you a cuddle.”
i said, “no you smell like a puddle.”
it didn’t make sense but i was befuddled
i couldn’t be subtle
i broke out on the double
back to my crib
that’s how i live, no struggle

- jesse abraham lyrics

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