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Drug Abusive Muses
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Charts
Peak #3,743
Peak in subgenre #306
Author
J. Rice, B. Pike.
Rights
Kelly Ladat
Uploaded
January 12, 2008
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MP3 3.8 MB 128 kbps 4:08
Story behind the song
having no money, smoking lots of weed, being dope.
Lyrics
[Jenre] Unemployed so i cant throw a sicky at work instead i throw a f*** ing sicky at earth too sick to f*** ing live in this dirt too sick to f*** ing think in this murk too sick so im useless and limit my worth too sick so i turn to my music beat turned up and my words are abusive and i know that the church couldnt do this music the one way the hurt is excluded so while the whole world nurtures the ruthless and the reasons for my birth are elusive all i can do is turn to the music burning a huge spliff searching for muses perching on fruitless branches i hide away when the truth is brandished body tick-tocking on a tune and hash spliff keeping me protected from the human language of abuse and anguish [Bob Savage] I'm a post-modern poet but i dont often show it my lungs are so f*** ed up i choke when i smoke sh** i was stoned when i wrote this rolling a dope spliff i groan and i notice i'm sitting at home on my own its so unproductive f*** this i need to see the sun and get out in the public cus in this smoke-filled daze my vision's clouded the sky's the limit but like a bad kid i'm grounded always fighting for grace sleeping til the afternoon i lie in my grave with a sigh i rise and awake go down to the jobcentre and lie to their face i might try and find my escape but my only outlet is the light that i blaze guess i'm slightly deranged if you were me you might be ashamed my life sucks but f*** it blud i'll never change [Jenre] I sit home surrounded by the thick smoke tryna spit flows choking on a spliff toke i have to take this whole life as a big joke otherwise trouble might come and i could implode im getting closer to the tip of the edge i sit here and vex awaiting invisible cheques brains clipping the red distortion kicks in i sip ink to keep a bad taste on my imprint and if i think things over i know i've been dumb but im just moving forward and getting over the hump and til then, i'ma chill and relax make beats, make tracks, and listen to wax but dont get me wrong cus im not a moaner at worst see, im just a dirty f*** ing stoner but i aint gonna sit down and ponder it my style's more like get the f*** on with it
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