Drifting down the gutters
Debris falling off some truck
Connecting two connections
This life I lead just sucks
Pissing through a swizzle stick
If you can piss at all
Mouth is full of cotton
Writing on the shit house walls
Don’t cry for me Argentina
Wait that’s a different gig
He’s not looking at you, be cool
Zwere not up here collecting pigs
Slack jaw got the chiva
Put the ordnance away
We all got different actions
We all know this is pay
© 2012 Michael Yost 2/4
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whoah! this one is straight up gangster, brutal reality but there is an honesty to it 🙂 I like
Thanks. Yeah, a little blast from the past. Of course this is just a reflection of the hood. smiles..
very honest, life could suck at times,
mostly, it depends on how one takes,
Glad to have you share, smiles.
There’s certain times things suck no matter how you view them, but this was short lived and it turned out for the good. Thanks for your insight and visit. smiles…
Definitely a difficult time. Your rhythm and expression are really good. I work with youth that have probably experienced this a time or two. It helps me see them.
Thanks for the visit and the comment. Glad to be of service.
just always oversomes evil,
blessings, you rock.
Thanks again. We can only hope so.
I love the lingo in this lyric!
Thanks Bob. You might not like the street where most of it came from… just sayin smiles…
honest, powerful thoughts…
have a fun valentine’s day.