Lyrics Chopped Liver - Nerves Baddington

Glory glory Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Glory glory Hallelujah, can I get a witness
What's the story morning glory, can we finish business
Your Port-a-Potty story boards is more for like pretending
We fight for rights to write our life the way we like to end it
We fight just like we winning, but we'd like some nice incentive
That good life incentive
That blood up on my knife incentive
Tryna die a winner, always look alive for dinner
I used to rhyme with 25 to lifers and the 5%ers

I don't deal with death very well I swear
I never understood the fairytale, I can't lie well
You can tell em Imma fall before I fail, oh hell
Tell em that they all gonna smell
Chopped liver

And that's the smell of beef up on a burning bridge
I'm more concerned with what I've learned
So in return I give
I murder microphones
I swear I should be paid to kill
Instead I work a dead-end job until the music pay the bills
You be like
Are they forreal?
But they say he's ill!
And by "he" I mean "me"
But by "me" I mean "we"
NB
Mean streakin' all the way forreal
To make a mill'
Rome gon' take more than a day to build

I don't deal with death very well I swear
I never understood the fairytale, I can't lie well
You can tell em Imma fall before I fail, oh hell
Tell em that they all gonna smell
Chopped liver

Yeah, what am I?
Chopped liver?
Uh, what am I?
Chopped liver?
Winner, winner, chicken dinner
A Prophet, a God spitter
I deliver
Go figure

Yeah, I know that it's been a while
Yeah, I know that it's been a while
Yeah, I know that it's been a while
Yeah, I know, I know
That I'm the final nail in the coffin too often
I can kind of tell that you lost something
It's awesome
I'm the final nail in the coffin too often
I can kind of tell that you lost something
It's awesome

Yeah, I become a better writer surrounded
By better writers than me
My two cents priceless
Tired of writing for free
Write or die, right or wrong, til all my riders are free
Glass ceilings never shatter proof
Rise with me

Sneaky Pete: The other thing I was gonna tell you
Is that, um, I missed you while you were gone man
You know what I'm saying?
I felt like the scene had kinda suffered you know
And now you're back!
The scene is exuberant, you know what I'm sayin'
So, um, I think that's cool that you're back
And you're holdin' down your job
You know, it's like, damn dude
You know, you gon' be here for a while
So maybe we could do something
I'll have something that I can treasure man
You know, you COULD be like
If you want something from me that you can treasure
Buy my CD, and I feel that you know
I'd like to get a copy, you know what I'm saying
But yeah man, that's it man
I miss you man, and the scene's flourishing, and
You're back, and, yeah you're working
So you'll be here for a while anyway
Alright, peace