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Scrap or Die

Danny Brown

XXX

2011

might be laughing at it 'cause you know the shit is true (tru)
Rusty flat bed truck the color of doo-doo (uh ha)
Scrap or Die Nigga

Early morning

gettin’ how they get down
Crazy in their truck beds
Turning every guy’s head
Dancing to the beat of that drum
Kicking up some home town dust

Bouncing like

250 nos montamos sin hora de llegada.

En el truck bed maybe llevamos unos kilos.
Los vecinos por la ventana ven al chamakito.
En el proceso no te

Like this family name
Give it to my Kids
It's the simple way
Come by it honest

So what if there’s rust in my truck bed
Gets me where I gotta go
Don't

There's a keg of suds next to the shed
Another rack of ribs on the table spread
Here on this American land
Dozens of feet dangle off'a truck beds

(Help you any way I can)

Hittin' roads at nighttime
Layin' in the truck bed,
Fellin' fine

(Can we be more than that?)

I've been wantin' to for sometime

bass whooping ass smoking grass living fast
Rebel flag flying in a truck bed half mast
Rolling through the hollow black smoke coming from the stacks
Work

Had the molly rocks
And that shit was boulders
Wit the shit
30 ot 6 in the truck bed
Like I came from coulter
Yea boy I'm focused
If you talking down

come out your head
Get in the car and have sex instead
Pillows and blankets are just for us
But the truck bed is full of rust
Ow what a balance

want to be doing tonight
Lay in the truck bed counting stars
Drive all night chase away the dark
As long as I can be where you are

Doesn't matter where

Lying on the truck bed
Holding hands with eyes on the sky
Sharing each others' secrets
Waiting for a shooting star to arrive
Here there was no worry

Like this Like this
Like this Like this
Truck bed and clouded stars
Plane rides and water falls
You were my favorite part
Spring eyes don't see

I don't wanna leave, but I don't wanna stay
Tryna set my mind just to stay sane
'Cause really, we could be
Like truck beds, and star light
Feeling

truck bed
While you cuddled onto my chest
Wish you just heard what I said
We got the same feelin'
You know i'm just a dream
I can't believe its gone
I

I'm a worn and faded Dekalb seed hat
I'm a rusted out truck bed
I'm a vacant school where students sat
I'm a golden wheat stock head

I'm the hell

of my truck bed Were like a hook and thread look up what a beautiful view just me and you we gotta be The best set of two girl my heart is racing my mind

of magazines
And a crow on top of the fridge
And a possum in the kitchen sitting in the baby's highchair

There's a beetle in the cheesecurds
Skunk in the truck

Red, white, and blue
I wear this flag upon my sleeve because of you
Not much more that you could take
In a truck bed by the lake
So this picture

the truck bed send that bitch boy to his maker
Struggling for life fuckboy really is a fucking shaker
I can't stand the sight corpse inside my killing fields

in my truck bed
Still can't get you out of my head yeah
This radio don't play no more no
Nobody drums on that passenger door
Ain't no feet on the dash

Oh when that moon shines, up over that hill
Imma pour me some moonshine, straight out of that still
Imma have me a good time, on the truck bed with

all alone
Got no where to be yeah nowhere to go
Slide over to me
Were gonna take it on slow

Park it out by the lake
Gonna kick it back in that truck

Old Shell Road, nowhere to go rollin'
Crack in the windshield, but it ain't growin'
Trash tornado in my truck bed blowin' around 
Yeah, baby, roll

your head
Duck if you scared
I see the geese rubbernecking
When then they see machetes in my tonka truck bed
Yeah
Normal is the new weird and weird is