Surrender to Strangeness - Buck 65

Surrender to Strangeness - Buck 65
Fightin' with the neighbours and screwin' the wife
Hip hop music ruined my life
I b**ch and I moan I lie and I cheat
Waiting for the night when I die in my sleep
I listen to the jukebox and sit by the bar
Taking care of a dog that got hit by a car
Praying for salvation needing a miracle
Drowning in new music and reading material
Shoe laces untied telling people I'm rich
Who can't tell the difference between real art and high kitch
Mouth like a broken bottle crooked and bottomless
Half wolf half crow half hippopotamus
Sturdy as a paper bag as well my face is flawed
But keeping the fire going by the grace of God
And I'm loathe to think that we missed our chance
To find a way out of this downward dance
We got it all wrong
Singing a song with a rock in my mouth
Nobody knows what I'm talking about
Lost without a marketing plan and a stylist
Here comes the vilest nihilist finalist
Once and for all barbed wire and rope
The most beautiful woman is strung out on d**e
Slowly the music died died died
Three white horses side by side
Last change to change you better hurry quick
Laying in a bed wide awake and I'm worried sick
Completely out-foxed I hide from the phone
And I swear this pen has a mind of its own
Jaws that go through solid steel a clenched fist
A breath of fresh air for once and a French kiss
The weight of the world and collapsable me
I'm talking about trouble with a capital T
We got it all wrong