Man look at this shit I know right, it's crazy I wish the storm would just blow this motherfucker away Why you say that? Serious man I hate this fucking town You know Bobby needs you at the job right? Fuck him You don't like Bobby? I thought you liked Bobby? I'm gettin' the fuck out of here man Okay Watch
Yeah, Tommy just got out of jail (got out of jail? Got out of jail) Two months he couldn't make bail (couldn't make bail? Couldn't make bail) Here we sit, whiskey bent, freestylin' over cricket chirps He would spit, then I went, loaded gun, death we flirt Leave it up to the Baptist church Me and him are scum of the Earth Feelin' like two millionaires with a hundred dollar net worth Topic of discussion, is that they know nothin' They didn't find the other twenty pounds hid in the oven What happened to me and you We used to go to Sunday School And we worked Monday to Friday, and sometimes Sunday too Five-hundred dollar check, and that's no disrespect But I'm a talent goddammit, you watch, I'm tellin' you We had it all mapped out, hip-hop 'til we crashed out I drank 'til I couldn't walk straight, on the front porch where we passed out Nothin' but trouble, dealin' with troubles of our sorrow And the clouds follow, we was just like Just like lightning in a bottle Burnin' electric blue Just like gunshots in the hollow Echoin' all night through This is how we shed our problems Under the southern moon Just like lightning in a bottle Burnin' electric blue Yeah, it's three o'clock in the morning I got two packs of Parliament Lights and A dimebag and bama brick I just lay in the dark of the night on The bed of my buddy's truck who Got it from his Papa back when He died in a fire rescue, and I never asked what happened We would listen to Charlie Daniels Too short and Bob Siegel Sing along to Night Moves, sippin' on gas station margaritas Gotta get a good buzz out here man Nothin' else to do but get high Put bullet holes in beer cans And talk about how we gonna get by Some say that dreaming's useless, full of pride and selfishness Escapin' that mental prisons like, climbin' the electric fence And that's a risk, but a risk I'll take to better with 'Cause through Hell I've been So successful be just self-defense I took another swallow Can't share my dream with everybody And besides to the factory, I clock in tomorrow And to the room I wobble But the vision I follow A storm was brewin', we was just like Just like lightning in a bottle Burnin' electric blue Just like gunshots in the hollow Echoin' all night through This is how we shed our problems Under the southern moon Just like lightning in a bottle Burnin' electric blue Just like lightning in a bottle Burnin' electric blue Just like gunshots in the hollow Echoin' all night through This is how we shed our problems Under the southern moon Just like lightning in a bottle Burnin' electric blueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
