slacks - blackberry lyrics
unh
(yeah, shia labeouf f-cking k!lled it though)
i only put out good vibrations, i don’t see the lows
that’s an alex wiley quote, you know the man with even flow
pearl jams like my birthstone, since june, ’96, i called this earth home
now i’m ready, so let the worst come
let the worst come
because the worst comes first, gonna learn you som’n like church
or the first time you ever seen a he-rs-, yeah i know that sh-t hurt
but the blacker the berry, the better that fruit squirts
the juice to infuse your roots, and understand the truth
it’s the blood, the blood, the blood running through you
now you tough, you tough, you tougher than a f-cking noose
that wraps around you loose, so choose, to groove and move out of the loop
don’t run into the thick of it, caught up in the soup
spitting fire got me out of the fryer and into a coupe
i feel couped up in, claustrophobic like groups
claustrophobic, because f-ck christmas
especially when i’m sober
like f-ck christmas, until it’s been fully f-cked over
fully slumped over
twenty-five tinsel bullets sunk in like head and shoulders
unh (yeah)
twenty-five tinsel bullets sunk in like head and shoulders
and i got info on it, yeah i got it all in folders
the heavy type of sh-t that could knock you down like boulders
soldiers, won’t cut the sh-t, because they just take the orders
like a waiter, but you waiting on the government
to hand over the supplements, these sh-t-covered covenants
these sh-t covered covenants
unh
hide your wife, they won’t cover it
nah
blackberries, black cherries, very-scary obituaries
blowing raspberries at merry, geriatric fairies
who aren’t wearing any wary- ness
(x2)
okay, what am i talking about?
very merry people turned very scary sheeple, but now
claim they free although they greedy in the steeple, somehow
become wolves
what am i talking about?
don’t think i’m joshing around
don’t be fools
these things are hardly unfound
you ain’t dumbfounded when you aiming and taking us down
with your tools
it’s ravenous out here, you gotta eat just to eat (right?)
it’s savages out here, going beast in the streets (right?)
they don’t need any treats
belly full off the last meal should’ve held them for weeks
and it’s been three days atleast
gum-smacking, lip mashing
still gnashing their t–th
but no fear, slacks is back from out the atmosphere
attacking tears with clear eyes, an emotional cavalier
my peers bring the beer, they’re clean shaven and groomed
like they’re all richard gere when they be moving through the room
but see, the truth is, we’re celebrating on ruins
i look around and think “what the f-ck is we doing?”
the f-ck is we doing?
blackberries, black cherries, very-scary obituaries
blowing raspberries at merry, geriatric fairies
who aren’t wearing any wary- ness
(x3)
i’m just not like you old f-cks
you would wrap your old tux
around your gold chucks
just to keep them from getting scuffed
i wouldn’t, and that’s tough
bars harder than earth’s crust
anymore lava and i oughtta bust
say we can’t all be stars, but we come from stardust
how many funds do you trust?
for how much mammon do you l-st?
do you serve? are you sipping when you swerve?
hitting up her curbs, and feeling up to what she’s worth?
look
i’m personifying money as a woman as a car you couldn’t brew this honey if you were a bee
it’s funny, i’m starting to see your money burnt or blown away like leaves
i’m no tease
homie, hold me back and i’ll bring you into it
real close and intimate, fisting it, everywhere you’d wish it isn’t
you get me? it’s vivid sh-t, interestingly infinite
call me jones because this my town, you sitting in it, mane
you sipping on my kool-aid, boy, i ain’t playing no games
and it’s no shame, because this my brain
what i’m saying is my art
as it’s been written, so far, it’s so hard
the flow could break the mohs scale apart
and your hard-head ain’t but a three, bro, so don’t even try and start with me, doe
slacks, 2k17, i just shot a free flow
what else could you possibly need, hoe?
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