Paperboys - Boatdrinks lyrics

i think about the time spent see the dooted line, sign the fine print
ma minds bent & i am about to get ma rhymes pimped
tryin to find rent, set the record straight, uniform do decorate
since performing for the 2nd grade
koolaid & cannabis i am sick ot these scavengers
i am like a anarchist standing in panic demanding damages
they only flash cameras at muthaf*cking amatures
want to trade a good review for some bandages?
i have got managers that need to do more,
i am stuck inside this shoe-store
thinking, what the f*ck i need you for?
all i try to do is rock a few floors, let me do tours
and then off course, "boatdrinks", see the blue shores
have got to love life, might loose yours
over some booze of loose whores
or them dudes at war,
till nothing´s real, bagging up the muscle to chill
it is all a hustle all this fussing for bills, but suntil

chorus
"imagine that"- we handle raps like it aint nothing
"ya crackerjack"- see that is a fact you can play smth
"yea you are handicapped,"
paperboys- with the hat to match
"don´t sleep" it is all about the boatdrinks x2

yo, whatever turn of events
it is only paper that is concerning ma gets
this tournaments leaving permanent dents
i have got a burning of earning cents & i am bent
only human, thinking bourbon or rent? hmmm..
see ma strategy stumbles with vodka-battery
id rather be straddled by a lady with top anatomy
a bastard, filling ma pockets is all i am after
a little laughter, sick of freezing like it is alaska
with choking astma & frozen fingernails
got jehova sending mail,
dream of climbing over with ma single-sales
a little ginger-ale an gin makes a cinderella spin
ma ears ringing lika a jingle-bell again
i pop ma collar, get a glass, top it & swallow
ma shit will knock scholars, bet i will make em hollalike a rotweiler *voff*
euro´s & top dollars, gimme that
a cynics rap, i keep it rolling like a jimmyhat

chorus x2

i have got a confession to make, cant escape depression & hate
every session i tape i always think it is lesser than great,
but i am guessing it is straight
i think it is just a test of my faith don´t mean to desecrate,
stressing, guess prfoessionals relate
i got a cause, i am a rebel in my drawrs get applause,
better metaphores, tell em if you get it yours"
grab my set of balls, rocking the floors like heavy metal tours
we ready for whatever is in store, it is time to settle scores
and if i said it before, it is cause i am bored, i am broke, but not
poor, is smoke but got a lot more
i am not sure i will ever make it but i am trying, keep it basic i aint
lying, like i am naked with the choir crying
i am just a passanger, a passionate ambassador,
fashion massacre this chicken laughs while i pass at her
f*ck that, all i need is my family & paper
shake your moneymaker
calling breaker breaker, holla

chorus x2

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