Buck 65 - Surrender To Strangeness lyrics
[Buck 65 - Surrender To Strangeness lyrics]
Fightin' with the neighbours and
Screwin' the wife
Hip hop music ruined my life
I bitch and I moan, I lie and I cheat
Waiting for the night when I die in my sleep
I listen to the jukebox and sit by the bar
I'm taking care of a dog that
Got hit by a car
Praying for salvation, and needing a miracle
Drowning in new music and reading material
Shoe laces untied, telling people I'm rich
Can't tell the difference of real
Art and high kitch
Mouth like a broken bottle
Crooked and bottomless
Half wolf, half crow, half hippopotamus
Sturdy as a paper bag, as well
My face is flawed
But keeping the fire going by
The grace of God
And I'm loathe to think that
We missed our chance
To find a way out of this downward dance
And we got it all wrong
Singing a song with a rock in my mouth
Nobody knows what I'm talking about
Lost without a marketing plan and a stylist
Here comes the vilest nihilist finalist
Once and for all, barbed wire and rope
The most beautiful woman is
Strung out on dope
Slowly the music, died, died, died
Three white horses side by side
Last chance to change, you better hurry
Quick laying in bed
Wide awake and I'm worried sick
Completely out-foxed, I hide from the phone
And I swear this pen has a mind of it's own
Jaws that go through solid steel
A clenched fist a breath of fresh air for
Once and a French kiss
The weight of the world, collapsible me
I'm talking about trouble with a capital T
We got it all wrong
Screwin' the wife
Hip hop music ruined my life
I bitch and I moan, I lie and I cheat
Waiting for the night when I die in my sleep
I listen to the jukebox and sit by the bar
I'm taking care of a dog that
Got hit by a car
Praying for salvation, and needing a miracle
Drowning in new music and reading material
Shoe laces untied, telling people I'm rich
Can't tell the difference of real
Art and high kitch
Mouth like a broken bottle
Crooked and bottomless
Half wolf, half crow, half hippopotamus
Sturdy as a paper bag, as well
My face is flawed
But keeping the fire going by
The grace of God
And I'm loathe to think that
We missed our chance
To find a way out of this downward dance
And we got it all wrong
Singing a song with a rock in my mouth
Nobody knows what I'm talking about
Lost without a marketing plan and a stylist
Here comes the vilest nihilist finalist
Once and for all, barbed wire and rope
The most beautiful woman is
Strung out on dope
Slowly the music, died, died, died
Three white horses side by side
Last chance to change, you better hurry
Quick laying in bed
Wide awake and I'm worried sick
Completely out-foxed, I hide from the phone
And I swear this pen has a mind of it's own
Jaws that go through solid steel
A clenched fist a breath of fresh air for
Once and a French kiss
The weight of the world, collapsible me
I'm talking about trouble with a capital T
We got it all wrong