Firewater-311

[ti:Firewater] [ar:311] [al:ARCHIVE] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.91]Firewater - 311 (311) [00:01.49] [00:05.93]Talkin' sh*t like shut up [00:07.45] [00:08.24]And listen to me because cutting through [00:10.82]The crap is my specialty [00:12.88]Like a bomb [00:14.27]I'm dropping yes [00:15.48]A ton of lead [00:16.36]You're trying to figure out the last thing I said [00:19.64]I'm a redwood [00:21.09]I love to be a tree yes I'm a druid [00:24.23]All my words are flowing out like a fluid [00:27.10]Never give in never conform [00:29.11]I'll be bustin' out rhymes in a triplet form don't give [00:32.60]Dead leaves on the trees in spring can't hear the birds sing [00:36.11]A light powdered snow on the ground is glistening [00:39.87]Vipers slither atop a colder ground they quiver [00:42.98]A crack in the sky snow is falling and inside we shiver [00:46.45]While I doze I suppose I could get lost [00:49.12]With a brown skin friend claiming kin to crazy horse yo [00:52.48]I stink of vino my greasy clothes are rancid but [00:55.75]I tip the bottle back the spirits are in me [00:58.45]Firewater call it liquid rapture [01:02.06]Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature [01:05.01]Firewater the world's a mixture [01:08.49]Of broken liquored people get the picture [01:11.47]Firewater call it liquid rapture [01:15.04]Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature [01:18.01]Firewater the world's a mixture [01:21.50]Of broken liquored people get the picture [01:24.98]Whiskey be spittle at the corners of my mouth [01:27.52]I'm rather liquored light flickers I got the shakes and jitters [01:31.13]I roll I'm like raging bull bumrushin' the show [01:33.98]Hand to my head sway in the fire I've waded into [01:38.31]All alone except for whiskey voices [01:41.02]Whores laugh neon signs flash other choices [01:44.56]I stagger stumble to toast the past while I mumble [01:47.07]Slur my song slow porno show marquee words crumble [01:50.52]Firewater call it liquid rapture [01:53.98]Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature [01:56.92]Firewater the world's a mixture [02:00.45]Of broken liquored people get the picture [02:03.39]Firewater call it liquid rapture [02:06.85]Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature [02:09.93]Firewater the world's a mixture [02:13.41]Of broken liquored people get the picture [02:16.36]You're hangin' around the house with all your friends [02:18.66]Steady drinking smoking the green w**d [02:21.07]And your head is sort of blinking you're going with the flow [02:24.19]And everybody is getting plowed [02:25.93]The voices and the music and the noise is getting loud [02:29.36]You got a heavy buzz on when seven o'clock rolls around [02:32.36]So you piule inside the clunker start heading downtown [02:35.88]Only nineteen but you know where you can get it [02:38.93]So you slide inside the bar and everything is hitting [02:41.98]By about eleven o'clock your brain is near dead [02:45.60]You really can't remember who was the one that said [02:48.51]Let's go into the bathroom and meet this guy chuck [02:52.00]He's got a thirty dollar white powder pick me up [02:55.25]Ten minutes later the whole vibe had changed [02:58.39]You try for conversation but you know you're acting strange [03:01.74]Your eyes are wide open but your smile is gone [03:05.02]You just keep fiending till the f**king break of dawn