www.Speakerheadbeats.com Recorded in The Copycat Building in Baltimore City in 2005. I am quite aware of the audio quality of these throwback memories I am posting.. Thanks.
I produce music for musicians..With musicians... Using the Roland MV-8800 Logic pro, Maschine, Serato, and Live Instruments.. Born in Baltimore... Raised in the
Story behind the song
We did our thing in 2005
Lyrics
God Damn it for what? Let the Devil take the day off.. We can do it on our own, and let them keep the payoff.. It's like the end of the world everyday, but then it trades off.. Maybe next weekend, the nuclear holocaust will have enough evil to put us all at loss.. It ain't God's wrath or the Devil's fault. It's just Man ol' Man and his mother loving cost of living going up again, cause your values are lost. It's always a recovery and never a straight victory, it's just another sad story in another day of history.. The only glory man has ever known, is escaping his own fucking misery..
It's all fucked up, It's all fucked up, It's all fucked up, It's all fucked up, It's all fucked up, It's all fucked up, It's all fucked up, It's all so fucked up,
From here on out, where do I begin? Since way back when, It's been as fucked up, as it's ever gonna get.. So What? So Fuck It..
I can't think of nothing that el' stay with me forever.. It's all fucked up, So fucked up, whatever..
One man's trash is another man's treasure. One woman's pain is another woman's pleasure.. Cause what goes up, must come down.. What goes around comes around, how you like me now.. It's all fucked up, but you love dat sound.. It's all fucked up, It's all fucked up, It's all so fucked up..
I don't like it, but I gotta love it.. It's all I got, and it's so fucked up it's perfect.. It's better than nothing, or maybe it's not.. I'd rather be dead, and sometimes I'd rather not.. Whatever, it's whatever, whatever..
Yo you get what you deserve and that's why it fits.. But we don't deserve this, that's the excuse for our consequence.. Let me break it down, most people don't give a shit.. So I act like I don't, but I do, so it worsens.. I keep smoking weed just to feel like a person.. Go to work, just to keep working.. I'm always paying for it, and by the time this song is done, the shit el' be too damn expensive..
Oooohhhh Ooooohh…. (Run from the devil scratch)
It ain't so bad, if ya know what I mean, if it's so fucked up than it's just like me..
