Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Town, artist - Dumbfoundead. Album song Dfd, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.10.2011
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Town |
You know the usual girl, I’ll take it on the rocks |
You can catch me here every night like I’m on the clock |
I know this neighborhood and all the local mom and pops |
We own these blocks like prisoners that were on the rock |
But this ain’t Alcatraz, this is an alkie trap |
Bar hoppers and big talkers and starting tabs |
Hand shakes with fake smiles and shark attacks |
Networking and head jerk gettin lots of crap |
Huh, some of these cats I went to school with 'em |
Run into 'em they be telling me that I’m doing it |
They give me props, but it’s hard to find the truth in it |
Green bottles in hand with devils juice in 'em |
Sixth street down six feet we digging deep |
Like we own the place, know my face, get in free |
The wasted minutes of our lives is the hidden fee |
But who am I to preach |
Yeah they know me around here |
Call me the hometown hero |
Holla when I roll down Pico |
Let’s get another round here |
Homie drinks on me |
Because you know I get them drinks for free |
Girl you ain’t from around here |
And that’s probably a good thing |
Because I ain’t trying to mess up a good thing |
This is my town here |
As much as I love it I wanna leave |
But this town won’t set me free |
I seen them younguns they tatted with town pride |
With not the slightest clue what’s happening outside |
Saying that they run shit, fighting about dumb shit |
When they not one fifth of the man, ain’t that some shit |
We live our lives on the fly, we just roll the dice |
With no idea you’re a grain in the bowl of rice |
The OGs told me nothing no advice |
My closest friends left me hanging on the coldest nights |
Where the women and pretty linen are overpriced |
Gold diggers, their goal’s becoming trophy wives |
Tell me how that easy money make you feel girl |
It’s gon' be painful when you come into the real world |
I ain’t lying you a dime though |
But you’re drinking yourself down to a five though |
Going out every night, you a wine-o |
The same faces all the places that I go |
I took a break then came back, ain’t nothing changed |
The same cats from way back, oh what’s his name? |
Big homie in his late 20s clutching canes |
Old girl, who been known to do them slutty things |
I seen the parts of the world that some would never reach |
This town will anchor you down, and never set you free |
They said a local legend is the most I’ll ever be |
Until I put my town on the map, for everyone to see |
Here I am y’all, I got a lot to share |
I ain’t telling made up stories on my rocking chair |
I see you there trying so hard not to care |
You saying that you wanna go far, but you’re scared |
Nah brotha, it don’t work like that |
You took a step out and took the first flight back |
I guess some of us are just cursed like that |
But I wasn’t birthed like that |