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promoe – bloodsugar lyrics

[verse 1]
it go “all jokes aside and all the funny flows”
people runnin’ high but my blood sugar runnin’ low
singing sad songs like “where did all the lovin’ go”
like, where did all the lovin’ go?
well, let me start it off proper
from the top of the last tour with my looptroop rockers
and we brought the fan with us
drove around a ??cannabus??, some might consider glamorous
but that ain’t how it really felt
wakin’ up in parking lots in bielefeld
but the deal was delt so i played my cards but i need yo’ help
i said i need yo’ help
’cause life ain’t nothin’ but a hustle
lot of rappers say that, but they ain’t plain thirst and i ain’t cussed, so
talkin’ ’bout the funk in they trunk
people down in ?? still talk about the ??wieder funk im mein…??
plus ain’t no showers after the show
the sweat stench still thick, hours after we go
the same outfit twenty-two shows in a row
with no washing machine (sorry if i’m mashing yo’ dream)

[chorus]
but it’s one for the camera, two for the flash
so much for glamour, it’s all for the cash
talk to my tour manager, i know i’m an a–
with so much s— i can’t handle, i’m runnin’ on my last
energy reserves and i cannot be disturbed
little things get on my nerves, man i cannot be concerned
with all the pettiness, on my rousing way up to the top
then i fall flat on my face when my blood sugar drops

[verse 2]
4 o’clock pm, i wake up and get dressed and
step out of the bus into the streets of dresden
waking my way to the backstage catering
grabbin’ a plate of things, checking on the state of things
if i can’t find my soy milk, i’m boiling over
i met one too many of these toy promoters
blamin’ somebody else when it’s they own responsibility
you ain’t even read the bottom, man, this headache’s f—in’ k!llin’ me
and now we at a standstill, the sound is so bad, all i wanna do is cancel
but we travelled far, now we here and the fans will
blame us for being too famous, ’cause entertainers
are are supposed to be happy and keep laughing
while they singin’ and rappin’
no matter the circ-mstances, that’s a “thing of the past”-me
we allies with professional craftsmen
invoking questions and answers (confessions in anthems)

[chorus]
like, one for the camera, two for the flash
so much for glamour, it’s all for the cash
talk to my tour manager, i know i’m an a–
with so much s— i can’t handle, i’m runnin’ on my last
energy reserves and i cannot be disturbed
little things get on my nerves, man i cannot be concerned
with all the pettiness, on my rousing way up to the top
then i fall flat on my face when my blood sugar drops

[verse 3]
it’s the airport in frankfurt and as far as my eyes can see
they don’t care for my kind ’cause ain’ nuttin’ a ?? can eat
now, security check, a few minutes left, then we off and we up and away
but they the man of respect, “what’s that on your neck?”, take it off, let us all set a way
got it from my girlfriend, it’s worth an enormous lot to me
she found it in the mountains, it’s an empty harmless sh-ll, but i guess the monotony
of the woman breathing or is she just a uniform
is she a human being or an alien life form?
regardless, it causes her to be on a power trip
why would she blow an hour trip? (i don’t know)
but i guess it’s obvious, she’s one annoying sonovab—-
she looks turned on, twitchin’, shakin’ from having my picture taken
fingerprints, i’m thinkin’, what kind of money this b—- is making a month
and now i’m hatin’ this c-nt
then i stop myself, what has happened since i’m so blatant and blunt?
how did i get this bitter, h-ll, my mama taught me better
blinded by rage from my low blood sugar level reqruited by the devil…
it’s one for the security camera, two for the tax
anti-terror propaganda, it’s all for the cash
they always wanna search my bag like i was wearing a mask
and to them i guess i’m bendin’ head up my a–

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