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Scarub - Filling Space lyrics
* send corrections to the typist Yo Whats up Welcome to the new Come check out what i've got in store for you But you know what I'm kind of hungry come come walk with me And I and I tell you what i been up to Look (Chorus 2X: Scarub) I'm filling space Reflecting on whats new and how it use to be Some say around my way that i've been gone to long But I rather have you feneing then be use to me I see ya when I see ya But until (Scarub) It's like we be living the modern daily life melodramatic episode entitled lively hood Where were all characters intertwined protagomist and politicians All thrown into the same pot Overcrowded and when shit gets hot Whose ever richer got the law on their side And police in their pockets Busting out with billy clubs Trigger happy militants jsut love to push and shove With their badges at the club It's too packed If the crowd is too black If they pull you to the side and ideas is what you lack They patrol for them back Forcing you how to act Telling us to simmer down Say they got places for clowns And if your skin is brown Then we'll return you to the ground But me I'm heavenbound Mister incarheto went through your town I stay astray probably found Come take a walk With me down these inter city blocks I got a slow stroll but my mind is quick Predicting actions before they happen Attacking life like rapping But when babloyn also happend I don't know shit I've been reasoning with people On this planet acting evil When I see them it's a sequal Or the same Seleloke Some say they got a plan But leave the money from my pockets My stomach is grumbling And I wish they would stop it Can't focus when I'm hungry and my ears are hurting So I keep dispersing Under their breath I hear them cursing probably should have checked them on it But I'm a just keep walking I need this sandwich I haven't eaten all day It's already 5 o'clock man but yeah don't worry It's a cool place a cool service they don't speak english but just tell them what you want (Chorus: repeat 2X) Yeah I usually order you know but the delivery dude he got kind of like he got mugged like yesterday somewhere over here so we gotta walk but we almost there (Scarub) What happens when you find yourself in a terrible predictament When major decisions need to be made That'll affect the whole world around you And finding help is like trying to find a reliable source There's a chance o whats the size And does it work in your favor And on whos scale Just finding someone to confide in becomes fustrating as hell Like trying to find a cop when you need one Or better yet trying to shake the cops when you need to run Nothing works in your favor No matter your behavor Social status or financial platters your able to afford Even if I'm platium Even if your fattening them pockets Fresh skyrockets explode in the brain The aftermath is hell The cost to rebuild seems imposible to acquire Your life is on the line of fire Sucess is what you desire Circumstances cause you to retire Either can see no buyer Tired someting But we hold on to our feet right now I'm hungry It's it's too much for stomach right now look we're almost there It's about three more blocks after we make this left and cross the street over here on what is it... (Chorus) (Scarub) The mind mud wrestles A combination of dirty thoughts and wet instincts I tried to talk to the girl who said if dirt were dollars Then i would be a rich man I had to stop and think and said if dirt were dollars Then the men on top would be even richer from the dirt That they drew in the land that they own Filthy rich while we still inched in some kind of financial calomine lotion A potion while they pan around like they going through the same amount of motions As we do you see that Let me help you sandwiches As you ain't can see we be devouring the wheat bread While all they eat is the flour You try to catch up to the lettuce Thinking they inbelished you But they still deny you relish That shit is still pickles They just gone like grey poupon Acting all stingey with the mayo When the salt and vinegar you added the cold cuts then cheese No matter if you are american parmesan or comoloan They only stick to they own But front like it's olive The mess make me as hot as a jalopina Making me wanna get all up in ya face Acting like they taste better But I don't get bitter I barbaque my own method For filling my platter on any ocassion Stimulating my sensation to eat while thinkin my options Is anoyative improvis Coming fresher with the side order of fries And maybe some brown rice sounds kind of good right now you know Yeah maybe Some kind of new naw soplantos or I dont know something We bout to find something I'm hungry as hell It's right here right here right here (Chorus) |
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