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Versuri Scrim – secondworldvagrant lyrics

[Intro]
You did good, $lick
It’s a Smash
Lonely boy
Northside, Northside, Northside, North (Hoo)
Northside, Northside, Northside, North (What?)
Northside, Northside, Northside, North (Hoo)
Northside, Northside, Northside, North (What?)
Northside, Northside, Northside, North (Hoo)
Northside, Northside, Northside, North (What?)

[Verse 1]
Yung $carecrow, I’m fucked up, look at my mental
Paranoid with the pistol
Off so many meds, they thought it was crippled
Titty baby, no nipple
Loose screws, no keepin’ my head on swivel
Cutthroat uncivil
Bitch tryna get cracked, but I’m high off cocaine
And my dick is shriveled
Motherfuck these hoes, I do ‘em no favors
They nothin’ but traitors
Top of thе mornin’ to all of my haters
‘Cause I got no neighbors
Been layin’ thеse bricks down like a paver
No pen, no paper
My hellcat soundin’ me like Talladega
Northside dictator
The Alpha, Omega, yo

[Chorus]
Northside, Northside, Northside, North (Hoo)
Northside, Northside, Northside, North (What?)

[Bridge]
Stay the fuck away from me, stay the fuck away from me (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; Hoo)
Stay the fuck away from me, stay the fuck away from me (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; What?)
Say that we got an issue, pussy, pull up, I can’t wait to see (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; Hoo)
Stay the fuck away from me, stay the fuck away from me (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; What?)
Type of sicko to post up in them bushes and wait patiently (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; Hoo)
Second world where the vagrants be, dope fuckin’ up my latency (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; Fort Wayne)

[Verse 2]
Indiana, don’t forget the Fort Wayne
Poppin’ my shit ‘til the tombstone (Fort Wayne)
They ain’t ever drop they balls, it’s like these fuckboys been takin’ Lupron (Fort Wayne)
Way past Scotty, I’m outta my body, I done went Jimmy like Neutron (Fort Wayne)
Came a long way, eatin’ off coupons (Fort Wayne)
Out the coupe home, now I got two homes
(Turn me up)
What you know ‘bout havin’ no hope? (North)
What you know ‘bout shootin’ that dope? (Side)
What you know ‘bout havin’ no choice? (North)
What you know ‘bout fillin’ that void? (Side)
What you know ‘bout havin’ that pressure? (North)
Late night, can’t sleep, up stressing (Side)
All the meds take up the whole dresser (North)
What you know ‘bout wantin’ to be dead? (Side)
What you know ‘bout a gun to the head? (North)
Fuck you know ‘bout havin’ no choice? (Side)
Tell these motherfuckers back the fuck up

[Outro]
Back, back, ba-back the fuck up (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; Hoo)
Back, back, ba-ba-back the fuck up (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; What?)
Back, back, back the fuck up (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; Hoo)
Back, back, ba-back the fuck up (Northside, Northside, Northside, North; What?)
Also, like, just gettin’ back to that snake river thing I remember this kinda I remember that river being like, it was like rainin’ or something weird up there And it’s usually pretty clear, but it was all chocolaty And, uh, we had like this inflatable raft, we bought at K-Mart Back when K-Mart was still poppin’ And, uh, I remember him and me gettin’ in this inflatable stupid thing We had one little, paddle And I remember what that felt like, you know, just havin’ the river take you You know, we ain’t really paddlin’ much, just got this stupid inflatable thing sorta floated down the river And, uh, and just what that feels like, just bein’ taken, you know When you needa get on, on set or you walk in a studio or something like that And there’s, there’s just a big tradition in this shitWhere, you know, universe, God sorta just takes you
You know, you gotta be outside, you gotta be in the wild, you gotta be in the, just gotta be dangerous a little bit, you know
You think about, you think about Moses
You know, he didn’t encounter God when he sittin’ on his fuckin’ couch
He was out here, you know, he was, he was way out there
And, uh, same with Jacob, you know
He’s wrestlin’ God out there, he’s out there, he’s in the wild, where it’s a little bit dangerous, you know
He’s in the Java, he’s in Mesopotamia, fool’s wrestlin’ God out there
Or like, um, that prophet, uh, I think it’s Elijah
You know, he goes to get, he goes to recover the strength in the wild
John the Baptist, these motherfuckers are wild
They’re wild people and they’re, they’re led by the spirit into the wild
You know, they’re wild folk, these are fierce, wild, romantic folk
And, uh, I’m listenin’ to your album and I’m just thinkin’ about like
Thinkin’ about what goes on in the studio
You know, you’re in the wrestin’
Good on you, good on you
Good shit, album’s sick