Velvet Slide
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โฑ๏ธ 3:15 duration
๐ ID: 6731538
๐ Lyrics
Already out of time
But I'm still here though
Mmm, sometimes
Ugh, what a weirdo
My time's up
But I stole the mic, so it's back to the rhymes
And resistin' the vices.
Cookin' rice 'cuz I can't break bread without dough
Get quicker, better, no Quicken Loans.
Dissolving problems like a lozenge in alcohol
If you never look up, never see the roof fallin'
All the optimists tell me I'm a pessimist
All the pessimists tell me I'm an optimist
All the fake fucks tell me I'm the realist
When it comes to bein' real I still don't give a shit,
Nut, piss, spit, any kind o' entrails
Hit me with a bad cat, you know the details
If you're burnin' up, I throw salt when I see snails
Sinkin' in the sun while I keep my ends well
When the city ends well then I'll set sail
Send a postcard, see you in Hell
Get well soon
Velvet slide
When you're high
Water slide
Down to die
Set sail, came back 'cus I felt:
Unwell, unrest, upset, unsexed, unhealthy
As fuck and the drugs the doctor ordered ain't helpin'
I popped the pill and the sky turned velvet
Hell or high water, what if, hell and high water
Blood rain fell cats and dogs that are bipolar
Picture to help you figure out my city
High as Ayatollah
And below the sea level, we keep sinkin' lower
Right now I'm at the bottom of a glass
Wanna see your fee shake like the bottom of a stash
Wanna see the freeze frame in the moment so it lasts
But alas, I'm lookin' in my wallet and it laughs
I sigh, wise guy, gotta get it together
Water on my face while I'm lookin' in the mirror
Fire in my eyes and it couldn't be clearer
Dirty life I'm livin' and I'm lovin' every minute of it.
But I'm still here though
Mmm, sometimes
Ugh, what a weirdo
My time's up
But I stole the mic, so it's back to the rhymes
And resistin' the vices.
Cookin' rice 'cuz I can't break bread without dough
Get quicker, better, no Quicken Loans.
Dissolving problems like a lozenge in alcohol
If you never look up, never see the roof fallin'
All the optimists tell me I'm a pessimist
All the pessimists tell me I'm an optimist
All the fake fucks tell me I'm the realist
When it comes to bein' real I still don't give a shit,
Nut, piss, spit, any kind o' entrails
Hit me with a bad cat, you know the details
If you're burnin' up, I throw salt when I see snails
Sinkin' in the sun while I keep my ends well
When the city ends well then I'll set sail
Send a postcard, see you in Hell
Get well soon
Velvet slide
When you're high
Water slide
Down to die
Set sail, came back 'cus I felt:
Unwell, unrest, upset, unsexed, unhealthy
As fuck and the drugs the doctor ordered ain't helpin'
I popped the pill and the sky turned velvet
Hell or high water, what if, hell and high water
Blood rain fell cats and dogs that are bipolar
Picture to help you figure out my city
High as Ayatollah
And below the sea level, we keep sinkin' lower
Right now I'm at the bottom of a glass
Wanna see your fee shake like the bottom of a stash
Wanna see the freeze frame in the moment so it lasts
But alas, I'm lookin' in my wallet and it laughs
I sigh, wise guy, gotta get it together
Water on my face while I'm lookin' in the mirror
Fire in my eyes and it couldn't be clearer
Dirty life I'm livin' and I'm lovin' every minute of it.