Track #10 - Scrublife [Mixtape] - Hosted By DJ Skee + Dale Firebird
"Old Ways" - Produced by The Fyre Dept.
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[Mixtape Download: http://bit.ly/hcmTrx]
I support real hip hop. I thank Wax for dropping this album and making it free during some hard times for all. Scrublife!
Lyrics:
I ain't left my crib in seven days or more,
Haven't showered in three days, haven't shaved in four,
There's no reason to be showerin' and shavin' for,
When every day's a carbon copy of the day before.
The only people that I see anymore are my roomates
And the clerk at the convenience store.
Me and him used to chat in a friendly way,
Now he shakes his head and lectures me for drinking every day.
Of course I understand, I'm so clear,
But I'm lost in the wonderland of cold beer,
And the only thing I fear's being sober 'cause the tears would come out,
So I choose to bum out and dumb out.
My braincells are like Duracell's dying,
A little juice left but I'm sure as hell trying
To kill 'em all like Metallica dunnie
Rock and roll lifestyle minus the sex and the money,
I'm a dummy.
I ain't left my house for days!
I'll go back to... back to my old ways!
I'm just drinking, sleeping, not eating
Treating every day like it's the weekend,
This is not how I was raised!
Ayo,
I don't search for them women much,
Even though I yearn for that feminine touch,
It requires too much time and flavour,
And that's quite the opposite of my behaviour, man.
I'm a lazy man, like an old recliner,
I want a lazy girl, but I'm too lazy to find her,
And I ain't got the time or money to wine her and dine her,
Unless she likes Two Buck Chuck and Oscar Mayer.
In the mirror I see my reflection and I
Always ask it some kinda question but it
Never seems to provide suggestions,
No guidance or lessons,
Just my blank expressions.
Slick Rick, where the fuck d'ya get your mirror from?
Was it a magic shop, or was it Pier One?
I steer clear from self-help books,
Instead I'll spit stupid ass rhymes and belt hooks like YEAHHHHHHHHH
I ain't left my house for days!
I'll go back to... back to my old ways!
I'm just drinking, sleeping, not eating
Treating every day like it's the weekend,
This is not how I was raised!
Man,
I don't think I really know what's happening,
Am I imagining?
Or are these actual things?
Little moths flying with their flapping wings,
Tickling me on my face while I rap and sing.
I'm eating happy pills,
I'm seeing daffodils,
I haven't opened up my mail, I see a stack of bills,
I'm prolly too late... for the due date,
Fuck it, I'ma be late,
Crack another Tecate.
Can't see straight, but it feels like heaven,
I'm dancing with the wolves, man, I feel like Kevin
Costner,
I should win an Oscar for acting stupid,
This mindstate's for when I make spectacular music.
At least it sounds that way in my ears,
I'ma probably fuckin' die in less than five years!
But it feels so good right now,
I'ma make it so somehow I don't have to come down!
I ain't left my house for days!
I'll go back to... back to my old ways!
I'm just drinking, sleeping, not eating
Treating every day like it's the weekend,
This is not how I was raised!
"A little jews left but im sure as hell tryin, to kill em all.."
AkSoegaard 4 months ago 4
@AkSoegaard Sorry bro, that's most definitely wrong. ;)
AzTheWorld 4 months ago 21