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scribbling idiots – distracted lyrics

verse 1: justme
how does it happen? that we don’t know how to hunt and gather
but i know every lyric uttered by marshall mathers
when was the last time that we discussed family matters
instead of watching an episode of family matters?
we got a drunken uncle dressing in a high hat
kicking us into snares while we stare at ipads
the war rages on and we don’t bat an eyelash
rachel ray is on, and i think ellen is on next
the zombie apocalypse ends with the dawning of consciousness
look at the broken promises. i guess that’s honest politics
we don’t see what wrong with this. watching something blonde with t-ts
we just want to rhyme and sh-t, rocking all the bombest fits
are we not entertained? ’cause we’re not in tune with our neighbors pain
are we not in the drain? are we to busy going up in flames?
i can’t tell any more. maybe we’re all insane
are we in h-ll anymore, or is it just a game?

chorus: wonder brown
distracted
i’m just a marionette on my cable
distracted
if it’s for money, i’m willing and able
distracted
taking for granted i’m taken for granted
distracted
if not distracted then i’m a distraction

verse 2: wonder brown
it happens whenever i cl!ck and i drag
spit and i hack up everything that i’ve taken the time to listen for that
except i’d never envisioned i’d lack (power)
the will to k!ll our time on something to fill our lives
told to apple-s on my mind, the man of silicon on his grind
until i opened this bible, concerned all this sermon’s revival
then reminded why it died condensing marathons to miles
lord give me a p-ssion to create that which can’t break if my bandwidth someday goes makeshift becoming tampered and tainted
internet p-rn, babies for sale, political ads branded and bagged
giving me more that never fails to promise me something that i lack
settle the score, save me from sheol, escape to a fad that only distracts me from the man that i’m supposed to be
as if you’re not close to me
who knew that when i was virgin she would take my soul?
who knew that when i went to church they lied to take control?
who knew that when i had a child she’d take all that i have?
who knew that i would point and cl!ck everything that i had?

verse 3: mouf warren
it’s like the money ain’t enough and now people got to die
according to their evil deeds, slow or fast, you decide
so every dollar they dispense when one decides to buy something nice can’t be weighed without the thought of getting high out they freaking mind
addiction is a b-tch son, see i should know that
money holder, bill folder, no emotional greedy b-st-rd
but if it feeds the mouths we got at home then so be it
all the while souls you poisoned are oding where you don’t see them
how could i not be distracted? look at what i attracted
am i the same soul i was when i was a boy? god i’m asking
’cause time is steady p-ssing and i don’t think i’ve grasped yet
just how lost we are without you through all this madness
i got family strung out on oxycontin and crack
but the fact that she’s h-rny and wants me bad got me forgetting fast
it’s like who was i supposed to call? what was i supposed to do again?
i was supposed to…wait a minute…wait…hold up…hold up…

outro: wonder brown
everywhere else i’m severed from self
kept on the shelf and tethered from h-ll
weather the storm and left for dead
but i better forget if i’m led to forget my distraction

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