Speak – Promised Land Lyrics
Uz there? Leisure life!
For the '99 and the 2000
Million dollar drug habit, million dollar smile
Million dollar man with that million dollar style
You ever see a million dollars stacked up in a pile
Pile all the pressure till the pressure points go numb, um
Me neither! I was sleeping on the couch
Springs fucking up my posture now I'm walking with a slouch
Selling blue pills from a patent leather pouch
Running with the scumbags who keep the diamonds in their mouth
Hell, I just wanna get paid
Hand on a switchblade
Driving to a dead-end: maybe I should switch lanes..
No blinker, part-time thinker
I'm a half-ass artist and a full-time drinker
A bottle full of whiskey: now that sounds like my cup of tea!
Robot chicken for my late-night company
Adult Swim and alcohol: skinny dipping
Get a pound, break it down, I bag it up and get to flippin!
You deserve a better way
Solid gold, black and gray
Look at all the work I've done and
Still nobody know my name
I'm a victim of my talent and my arrogance
Kelly said from here on out that
I control my narrative
Cause I was pushing pills at the EDC
And I was getting meals from that EBT
Til my case worker saw my ass on MTV
The damn bitch revoked all my benefits from me
Oh shucks! What a drag, but that hag couldn't hold me back
Slitting wrists and cutting throats
Just so I could get the stacks!
Sweet Baby Rays lathered on some baby backs
Marc Jacob leisure slacks: it's like we brought them '80's back
But where them ladies at?
The ones who never paid me mine
You could suck my dick now
I guess you had to swallow pride
See what I did there? That was pretty clever..
Pull myself up out the gutter now it's leisure life forever..
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