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booze to glug - taco hemingway lyrics

[intro]
even drinking?
the whole country is drinking

[verse 1]
i need:
wings to fly and boots to march
something for my lingering eye when it moves too much
i need my heart and my gut to move past the rut
and start talking again to decide on whom to touch
and whom to stay away from
whom to trust whom to love and care for and whom to f*ck (rrrah)
i need some booze to glug
after which i thunder*shower
you acoustic f*cks, like i’m zeus
i start sucking on the cigarette b*tt
but the smoke * it isn’t bitter and intrusive enough
take a snooze, ’cause half*asleep, is lucid enough
so let’s go out to do the sickest and the stupidest stuff
the weather’s pretty pleasant
i’m feeling like a legend
i represent intelligence
you represent the peasents
i’m spitting from a mountain
you’re spitting from a terrace
it’s just my stuff is better and you’re probably getting jealous (ha)
i hope you’re getting bitter (ha)
and posting on your twitter (ha)
„look at this wigga spitting sl!cker than a lot of” nnnnnnnah
i guess you’re meaning black men
i’ve got the sickest raps
and your flow is barely sitting up
i’ve got mine doing backflips, uh

[chorus]
i need some booze to glug
i need some booze to glug
ey yo steve, i need some booze to glug
always sip a lovely wine, never glug it

[verse 2]
ha, sicker than your average
watch me take a sip of liquor quick
then i’m spilling the madness
you’re talking in a primitive language
this is why your mother’s frowning
she is really embarressed
you’re pretending to be smart
but you’re silly and savage
so i make you obsolete
just like ritalin did to parents
suburban thugs, you all live in a palace
all you papa docs suck ’cause your middle name’s clarence
just hear me preach, like you’d listen to malice
all these words, they confuse me end up twisting my larynax
i’m misunderstood, like an intelligent actress
stop talking, show your tits, ma’am, you’re very attractive
getting mindf*cked’s a terrible habit
make a hole in my brain that’s where i bury my past, d*mn it
my insanity’s batsh*t
i’m black at it
with that slyrethin rap, man
it’s black magic
though i’m white and uptight and asthmatic
my words are motherf*cking asteroids, i stab planets, like daggers
holding my blood’s a task
adequate for the atlantic
but i’ll pollute it with my bad habits
am i a k!ller? f*cking ask glados
and how does all of it work? f*cking ask magnets
but can a whitey be a rapper? f*cking ask mathers
i do not care and f*ck you if you think that cr*p matters, uh

[chorus]
i need some booze to glug
i need some booze to glug
ey yo ricky, i need some booze to glug
you get…

[verse 3]
f*ck partying, i’m having visions
most of them are so illegal i’ll be fiddled by a man in prison
still less awkward than when parents visit
all you should be hearing is like f*cking ******
’cause i’m that explicit
step back, f*ckers, the man is spitting
didn’t they teach you: „leave the room when the motherf*cking cat is hissing”?
cal 911, ’cause your talents’ missing
and you’ve got less to say than motherf*cking maggie simpson
and, uhm…
henry pollard, are we having fun yet?
got murdoch saying:
„d*mn, son, have we tapped his phone yet?”
both kinda sweet and kinda creepy like phone threats
me and my brain afraid of deaths, so we haven’t grown yet
i’m kinda lonely, but at least got some ghost friends
hanging with ba*ba*ba*billy the kid and the whole set
drop a bomb where my foes gather
and end the day with getting hammered right at moe’s tavern
i do not follow most patterns
i’m post*race, post*s*x, post*trends and i’m post*manners
i swear to god my brain is so scattered
i’m screaming „bring the 90’s back” wearing a gross flannel (oh)

[chorus]
i need some booze to glug
i need some booze to glug
ey yo barry, i need some booze to glug
can we stop saying love?

- taco hemingway lyrics

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