Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down And Out, artist - Don't Look Down. Album song The Fear In Love, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Record label: Nitro
Song language: English
Down And Out |
This is my story, this is my song |
If you feel it, muthafucka, you can’t go wrong |
To the screw-face niggaz, whatchu on? |
Get off that, get a goal and focus dawg |
See, I’m what you need, you fiendin' now |
Ask around and I’ll bet you figure out |
How to zone and control your future while |
Yeah, I think I’m in the future too |
I’m unlike fools, who precede the jewels |
To be like them, I be like who |
I be like me, Mr. K-i-d S-o-l-o D-o-l-o |
See the lord adore me |
He met me half way |
'No guts, no glory' I always say |
So until I reach what I came here to find |
Along with inner peace, life will always be a grind |
One day I’ll be what the world want me to be |
I was born to be super duper Scott |
The one bad bitches call super duper lame |
Now super duper fame gives me super duper brains |
86 to Cape, but I’m super duper high |
Soarin' passed the moon I’m super duper lonely… guy |
Down and out, so I’m out and down and looking for a substance to drown in, hey |
Down and out, so I’m out and down and looking for a substance to drown in |
For even in hell, I still have faith |
To one day be free with my father at the gates |
But make no mistakes, I’ll show you what time takes |
To be a success on earth, mixed with all the hate |
I stand on my pivot, my life you could not live it |
For the things that I’ve seen have been too damn explicit |
But soon you will get it on a CD with some credits |
I provide my grind, mixed with no edits |
They say they don’t want me when I’m fucked up and forgotten |
Until I rise up amongst the evils tryin' to stop 'em |
Slow down bitch, my money is what I’m clockin' |
I’m tick-tockin' |
Once I start, I ain’t stopping |
Such bullshit that my soul deal wit |
When my room’s dim lit |
I pray to God help with, uh |
My endeavors and any kind of weather |
Hoes be pleather fake so I erase 'em out my sim |
Now do you want to be him? |
Think twice, you commit suicide tryin' to read my mind |
Now do you want to be him? |
Think twice, you commit suicide tryin' to read my mind |
Down and out, Hey |
Down and out, out |
Down and out |