- ISRC:USEP41001002
- Recorded:2010
- ©2010 Anti Inc.
Had one too many one-way conversations with the Lord
Until I grew a scissor tongue and cut the cord.
I left the phone on the floor. Detached the wires in my head.
Took me a while to accept that that line was dead.
Didn't never want to not live forever. Didn't never want to not not want to live.
It didn't matter if the laughter didn't come after the bad joke.
If I was down with the filthy rich or flat broke.
accepted by the Aryans or black folk.
'Cause I was carrying this weight until my back broke.
I wasn't trying to be no hip-hop God or rap's G.O.A.T.
Shooting to be no rock star like it's my last hope.
Eyeballing that pack of smokes like "Do me in."
Or graduating on to crack coke like "do me in."
Knocked off the paddle boat in the middle of a castle moat.
The King's men are yelling "grab the rope!"
Three sheets to the wind.
I talk like a sailor. My mother is one.
That's where I got this 6th sense of direction and my split tongue.
Taught me how to go with the flow when the winds come
But I curled up in a ball and tried to hide inside the kick drum.
While the crew was getting piss drunk
I had to purify my own and drink up.
I had to save and conserve, recycle my salty words
to keep the meat on my bones well preserved.
Didn't never want to not live forever. Didn't never want to not not want to live.
We had a tug of war and we all fought together,
then we went our own way when the cord was severed.
The stormy weather would begin. We'd all succumb to the sin.
Any port within reach.
Three sheets to the wind.
From a back pedal to back stroke. I traded in my life jacket for a mask and cloak.
Three sheets to the wind.
Had to cope, joist the sail, grab the rope.
Sea shanty ending on a bad note.
Three sheets to the wind.
Malnutrition "do me in." Bad religion "do me in."
Fact or fiction, that's addiction.
Three sheets to the wind.
Didn't never want to not live forever. Didn't never want to not not want to live.