Lyrics:
When the world is such a mess
It's hard not to feel depressed
Getting stressed by what may come in time.
But life is much more pleasant when
I did it for you
I did it for you
I did it for you
That's why I did it yea'll
For all the listeners
Whoever be hearing this
That's why I do what I
on beats instead
I lay in bed more days than I live
Miss my friends
But what's it mean to even be present
When I'm plotting on the next sesh
While I'm
there’s nothing more to me I can see
You said stop that, baby, boohoo
Cry for me like Jodeci and I will tantalize you
Open up like blossoms bloom and I
wisely grin
So I surmise that writing rhymes will help me try to live again
Up in the minds of all my friends
And in websites where I get clicks
But I'm
Thanking god that I made it
I finally know what I'm great at
Always struggled with my purpose
Happy it was all worth it
Mama knew I'd be great
I got
Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah
If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot
Pappy gon' step
Metro police askin' questions thinking
We gon' confess
I did some shit inside my past
That I still don’t regret
I’m on they neck aimin'
What is so rare as a day in June?
'Till now we have never been told
The old question's answered by one that is new
What is so rare, dear, as you?
crack, I'm just what you wanna be
Young, rich and famous bitches can't get enough of me
And they runnin' up on me usually in groups of them
But not just
Once I was happy but now I'm forlorn
Like an old coat that is tattered and torn
Left in this wide world to weep and to mourn
Betrayed by a maid
When I was a kid Uncle Remus he put me to bed
With a picture of Stonewall Jackson above my head
Then daddy came in to kiss his little man
With gin
what time it is
And if they don't they need to buy a watch
Word up
Caught up in the cross-fire get theyself hurt
While I be sippin' gin straight in
and wait with bated breath for what I write
Win without and within, each album will be white
Pop plenty champagne in my own private plane
Only lines, no
are the men
charmed by your elegance
Whom have you worked
this magic on before?
Let it be only me
forever since I want it more
Give it only to me
right my gin and tonic
Shop to drop all the products
We are all repressed psychotics
Verging on the idiotic
Hide behind what’s all symbolic
Wanting
they pass by
But they can’t even imagine that
he’s not here for the applauses
Elvis what are you gonna do
you got nothing
I’m nearly crying for you
You
future?
Down on the corner sits a broken man
Lives by the bottle swears "never again"
Lost his money on the dogs and gin
Now he looks for his supper
and others
As long as you both shall live
I do
And your sexiness is the secret recipe but just for me
What I'm blessed with's for no one else to see
You
the enemies of God
We run this race, matta' fact we fly
To see His face, that's the ultimate prize
Empowered by grace, all glory be to God
We live by faith,
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
Come on over hunnie
And give your uncle Dolamite a kiss
Well what you want baby?
Would you tell me a story?
You want me to tell you
The Best Years
Lyrics and music © Dave Wright 20/10/20- 29/5/21
In the dark of night as the memories go flashing by,
cnd you lie with what's left
and loading the ammo
Shit is the reason I don't trust people
I'm on alert like an eagle for what is evil
Paranoid with flashbacks thinking I'll live so peaceful
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