Lyrics:
the cooler nigga
I'm ice cold, similar to frozen
Got a nice flow, similar to golden
I'm like a gold fish, we are the same color
I'm just like your brother
like bye bye faith
And however long the race gotta maintain pace
When the haters fall to waist, then my god grant grace
No matter what odds I face I'ma
Dead's Dead
Words & Music by Erika Paul
From the cd entitled,
"Adolescent Drama - Six Originals From The Residency Play, 'Stackin' The Odds
rather odd
Very different from the rest of us
She's nothing like the rest of us
Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle!
Look at her, LeFou
My
Hey, Statik
Meet me at Max Fish, like 2, woo
2AM
Aye
I came up on some brain-blown-full-of-smoke, living-in-a-Terrordome
guessing, now bye bye faith
And however long the race gotta maintain pace
When the haters fall to waist, then my God grant grace
No matter what odds I face
'Cause playing roulette with the roads
The odds are stacked against us
Anyway, tempt fate not by who says luck will share
Can't keep leaving the yard
trying slip in which space is me
Then to see am I unique or just another fish
To grow feet and walk a beach how most done
Evolvin' at a speed is hard
fishing nets
Wouldn't it be irony
If the tuna fish canneries
Were to fall into the sea
The dolphins and the whales still left alive
Cry to the stars in
the odds of oceans, scan the land, every inch
of the sand, never bring plans, animals woman child and man
Beasts and fish every inch length and width
nothing, then what the fuck is getting even?
Just an odd man out, another duck in season
What's yours is yours, what's mines is mines
It seems as simple
guessing, now bye bye faith
And however long the race gotta maintain pace
When the haters fall to waist, then my God grant grace
No matter what odds I face
just a small fish in a big pond
And gets pissed off whenever I gets picked on
Nigga try to flip and get flipped on
My army march a million strong
a mic, flow's are getting closer
Caught up in the ponderer, chrome toaster
Five broker, face poker
African rice, fish head, a little ocra
I get folker,
afraid she's rather odd
Very different from the rest of us
She's nothing like the rest of us
Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle
Wow! You
ditto, kiddo
But it's drowned out by pitter patter and this instrumental
You saying that the time apart has grown you just a little
Is odd because
Got him chopping on the corners, now, but he ain't ready
Most would give him bleak odds on the over under
But he had the will, had the hunger
Plus
an underdog looking for the comeback
Little fish but I'm coming for the humpback
A big wish like a yearlong birthday
Celebrate the world like it's Earthday
your business kill me if I stand a witness
Plenty heart
Money I go fish it I just play my cards
They said ain’t no room for drop outs guess I played
(uhh)
Bitches saying ohh Chief you owe me
So silly, turn her words like Timmy (what)
Fairly odd, more tunes like my names Jimmy
Chinese, beats pumping out
hours to Sleep with stars
At last a youngin' rapping about life and laws wins and losses the cost to be the boss
Go against the odds and play your cards
far beneath, creep, favorite fish is angler
Don't believe in god, no, we pray to Tar Feather
Lots of histories, eights back to the eighties
Some deep
forwarded to management
Scanning for the scammers who are planning to abandon the odds
We reprimanded them red handed with a standing applause
And it goes,
kinda odd
Why he's letting his creation get this morally low
Maybe it's something to do with the fact that we've been blaming our creator
For
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