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Hey, it's fun to talk shit when you don't have the grounds to speak...
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Losers. Guitars. Lyrics.
ScrubLife - We're better than sticking a nail through your foot.....sorta. I deleted Haggard because I don't like it, and there's a new, final version of Plea Bargin up. Ok, kids, it's finally fuckin here. The album you and Wilferd Brimley have been waiting for; The Cripes LP 17 songs depicting what it's like to be a lame-ass like myself, and all the things that float through my head daily as I avoid holding an actual job and any responsability what so ever. I so spelt responsibility wrong just then. Hell, probably did there, too. Ditch the old mp3s you may have, cuz this is all brand new, and re-demoed, it'll be this way until I get the actual studio album done. I know, you're salivaiting.... So check out all the new joints, and all the classics. If it's your first time here, check'em all out. I'm the champ, and this shit just kicks ass, bottom line.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #267
Peak in subgenre #22
Author
Austen Poole/Same
Rights
ScrubLife
Uploaded
March 30, 2004
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MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Growing up, I've had alot of people tell me I'm wrong for doing this, and not going to college with a major in buisness associates.
Lyrics
BOOM...ya mid 40's, and you're a slave to the bottle and a little more than minum wage It's the rage I guess to be way less than sucessful , pull some shit on a kid yeah, a whole truck load You fuckin chumps who get drunk after your 9 to 5 You preach to me as you cheat on your wives How am I the loser? You still smoke pot Talk down to me? You work on a car lot Gettin drunk everyday, to the point your fam rejects ya So that's sucess? Wen no one respects ya? When you've done nothing? Got an unfaithful husband You're always pssed off uhappy with something You're all the products of a high school diploma Talk talk talkin, but never fuckin showing No goin lushes, it just gets harder to know your kid's drop out friend is much smarter than you could ever be, it must sting to wake up, realize you're just a drunk fuck With the gull to say I'm a bad influence No, quick, bitch stop, take a look what you're doing When your kid fucks up, you chump gutter trash trying to down on me cuz life's kicked your ass Ya too goodamn weak to try and fight back you wish you were me, you hate the matter of fact Chorus: So love me, or judge me, Stand with me, or think you're above me Heard it all, I'll walk it alone For such a glass house, you throw alot of stones Yeah I dropped out, you can shut the fuck up now that's the life of a graduate? no thanks pal see I'm makin strides, now you wanna be friends you pop off with that bullshit, now you wanna make a mens These pieces of shit tryin to down people with them Cuz they know their lifes over, mines about to begin Settin sucha fine example, quite the role model You've gotten so far, and you're addicted to the bottle With ya bullshit job, bullshit family life Oh please can I have that? It sounds so nice Ah fuck it, fuck you, you ain't woth spit Chorus till fade...
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