Libertine.
(专辑: The Libertine. - 2017)
I
ain't been saving up, I
ain't been taking drugs I
ain't been making love, I
ain't been anything Again, anything Anything that you could say to make me stop Probably won't work, probably won't pop Probably get caught in the
shot Probably get caught in the
view of the
backdrop Shooting 8
balls never had a
date for Or the
time for, what are 7
lines for Water with the
eyeball, shut it mother fucker She a
eye sore I
saw first, you You save yourself, I'm gonna save my time, (save my) I'm gonna save my time I
ain't gonna stand in a
line Waiting for the
day that they take my life Rather save my time I'm gonna save my time, gonna save my… I
got problems, thinking you could solve them I
got liquor on my breath I
got my savings on some dockets Fucking problems, lousy fucking problems But thinking you could solve them might be thinking optimistic I
got problems, thinking you could solve them I
got liquor on my breath I
got my savings on some dockets Fucking problems, lousy fucking problems But thinking you could solve them might be thinking optimistic It's cold inside I
feel that heater burning I
feel I
needa turning Safe zones and a
Cane toad Lick a
little frog, get brain bruh And if it feel good, blow a
fat load Don't tell me to ever aim low Name yo, what's ya name yo I
ain't heard about ya I
ain't ever heard about ya, (nah) I
ain't ever heard yeh I
ain't ever heard – So fuck off, Yeh fuck off Fuck a
dumb bitch, fuck a
rich jock Fuck a
racist, fuck a
pit stop Fuck a
settle down, fuck a
shit job And if I
get kids when they grow up, will Will they like their dad Hopefully never be like their dad Belly full if brew, but it ironclad Slowly dying I
am that (slowly dying I
am that) Slowly dying I
am that Got beer on my mind, I
ain't lying man Had a
sneak line, ain't lying man That's me honest but I'm trying man You a
dressed up cunt, you a
liar man (Slowly dying I
am that) You a
dressed up cunt, you a
liar man Try and settle down why you crying man? That's me honest but I'm trying man You a
dressed up cunt, you a
liar man (Slowly dying I
am that) I
got problems, thinking you could solve them I
got liquor on my breath I
got my savings on some dockets Fucking problems, lousy fucking problems But thinking you could solve them might be thinking optimistic I
take my hat off to the
women working half to death I
take my hat off for no man less he's asking it Even then if I
don't like it, he don't get my drift Heaven scented she a 7
like a
holy bitch, god Holy shit, no need for that holiness Never thought my word was gonna hold in this Even if I
said it with my hand on it You'd probably cut me down, not the
man for it Pretty cut throat now, got a
can of it Its been so dam long, I'm not standing it I
got a
bullet in the
back with some cannabis I
don't smoke the
shit, but still hold the
tip Of the
very life I've been living like I'm over it Like the
lines I've been given, not a
joke in it Coke a
clip, Fucking end it with broken lid Get my minds all open have poke in it Straight line what you seeing is a
broken kid.. Seen beam of light and I'm hoping its A
drunk drive and I
die when hit So suicide looking just like an accident And I
die like piece of shit