Lyrics bell-and-sam-interlude/03* - ArtistName

Empty shooters and uno cards spilled over my table
It's been cold on the culdesac, covered, bag of paper
It's a grueling performance, according to the label
20 shots, diluted by rocks, that strikes a fallen angel

I've been real protected, ain't no need to meet my maker
I was in the corner pacing, or complacent, second placing
The swamp juice, I made a haven, keep the casing
Everything erodes, and comes back, like rally taking place and

She questioning your race, she drunk as fuck, wants tattoos on her face
I'd gladly take the place, a designated label sets my fate
I'd drink entire lakes, leave no reserves, no place for fish to stay
But I'll stay out the way, and run it up on Saturday

Aye,
We done passed like half the trials and tribulations,
Brand new stipulations just to make it out the fucking basement,
Unaffiliated less it's with a star, we done really made it,
Took a lot to get this far, took a lot to get this...
Aye remember the moon and the stars recording in closets seems forever ago,
Days end lead to new beginnings, but we still got forever to go,
The stars is forever and more she talking bout horo-the-scopes, she telling the scopes
Telescope looking they scoping us out wondering where in the hell we gon go

Aye, Aye
With Bell and Sam and K the bartender
Sp-sp-speaking bout that shit we don't even remember, off in the,
Abyss bitch, this a hard place where the rocks,
Time ticking it don't stop, but you know that we near a lot of
Greatness, I rock a pair of clocks just to see how the day ends,
And then replay them, all the memories I made them,
Bartender fade them, bartender fade them