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thirsty fish - director's cut lyrics

star of the first scene
shoot to the next scene and cut
we’re going where the action is

[verse 1: psychosiz]
when the sunset hits
the sunset strip
mild mannered michael
becomes psychosiz
five six two one
three two three one
oh, believe i’m in l.a
where i’m supposed to be
catch me in the pjs
in my pjs
where the white tees
is longer than the hoodrats’ nighties
and nightly
sh-t gets grimy
(pause)
when they cross colors and get they clap on
like it’s the 90s
but it’s not though
switching the spot
catch me at lucy’s
copping some tacos
in the parking lot after dark
chillin’ with the vatos
like nah homes
them is not yo’ nachos
but we can throw your sister in the whip
cause a n-gga fistna’ dip
f-ck dinner and a fl!ck
it’s 3:30
and i’m chillin’ with a b-tch
like we got a connection
i can feel it in my d-ck
(skip)
past the luxury parlor
f-ckery hour
i ain’t even catch her name
what should we call her
an extra
and that’s as hard as it gets
(stop)
any (w)rap party
i’m the star of the set

star of the first scene
shoot to the next scene and cut
we’re going where the action is

[verse 2: lyraflip]
if your fitted cap’s
sitting back
over your do rag
don’t trip homie
cause yo’
you can do that
the hood is gon’ remember
like they putting on your sister
that the fish bring the fire
like they put in on a swisher

[verse 3: dumbfoundead]
i got me a club card
got me a ghetto p-ss
don’t leave home without it
if you plan on getting blasted
bleeding sleeveless drunk
echo park punk gigs
to the westside scene kids
wearing neon green kicks
star trek
neptunes
klingon jean fits
t-shirts
reverb
on overdone screen prints
everybody’s been there
done that scene once
backyard bangers
booties shakin’ to g-funk
swiggin’ on 40s
to sippin’ on chardonnay
made my rounds
gave daps
hugged b-tches
and parted ways
to the do-over
root down
and low end theory
clearly young people envy me
and grown men fear me
from point a to point b
i ain’t enjoy a
so i joined b
point being
whose gonna’ join me
fade to the next scene
faded as sp
house party
high-top fade
‘til your head bleeds
you get me
this is l.a
more than a weekend
open up the doors
let the foreigners sneak in
this is thirsty fish
exploring the deep end
keep it poppin’
theatre hoppin’
as soon as the scene ends

star of the first scene
shoot to the next scene and cut
we’re going where the action is

[verse 4: verbs]
if your pants all tight
then that’s alright
we gon’ make sure
all y’all n-ggas
dance all night
when they at the door hatin’
on your underage friend
the fish is fistna’ get scene ravin’

[verse 5: open mike eagle]
i done rocked ridiculous art shows
with pompous hipsters in sharp clothes
hocking apocalypses in charcoal
that’s art
and misogynistic spoken word
so absurd
the frida kahlo posters
turn themselves away in shame
bare-footed lame
bohemians tell the same
old stories of how they was lonely
and held away the pain
like
she was my sun moon and stars
with a hippie plucking grooves
on a blues guitar
now all the scenesters wanna’ leave
for a decent priced hooka bar
then we come through singing
like jesus christ superstar
y’all turning water into wine
no the opposite
cause we can turn an open bar waitress
to an octopus
and make sophistocrats
reach into they pocketbooks
to purchase something other than b-ttons
and philosophic books
and what do you know
they hollering out for more
when we bounce
the crackticity follows us out the door

star of the first scene
shoot to the next scene and cut
we’re going where the action is

[verse 6: rogue venom]
whether you on some baller tip
or tryna’ buy the bar
to impress the broad you with
less she calls it quits
when you try to hit somethin’
and all you gets nothin’
water in your whip thumpin’
keeping sh-t jumpin’

star of the first scene
shoot to the next scene and cut
we’re going where the action is

star
shoot
cut

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