Текст песни Never Had Nothin - The Palmer Squares

TERM K:

My papa gave me sight
My mama raised me right
So now I'm taking flight
Hope god don't let me crash and burn
And it's not a joke, I'll probably wind up broke
Lacking a job, having squandered any cash I earn
Cast away, acting derranged
Shaking the cup, asking for change
Yo fuck that, some cats will make the gat bang for your buck
So I'm pondering, how we supposed to fight the power when we constantly broke?
Taught that knowledge can conquer the almighty dollar
Not anymore
On some Ponce De Leon- I don't wanna get old
So I hop in a fountain and drown out for the copper below
Term K finna steal ya coin right from the wishing well
He certainly the real McCoy, and whiter than zinfandel
My lIfe is a living hell, I'm hungy and I ain't got no money for groceries
So ugly and lonely, never won me no tropies
Never puffed on a stogie, but we rolling up swishers
I'm like a rose when it withers
A light bulb with a flicker, I'm broke

Ain't never had nothing, ain't got nothing now
Ain't never had nothing, ain't got nothing now
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The economy's slippin', and I'm poverty stricken
The clocks been ticking for hours, don't wanna relive it
Jottin a written predicting a lot of predicaments now
You gotta be kiddin', it's hot as the dickens
I'm diggin' a hole I can fit in, buried alive but kept my composure, kept friends close kept enemies closer
Never been rich but I've never been broke
Never been quick but I've never been slow
Never been sleep but I've never been woke
Bringin' that heat when the kettle gets cold
Let a bitch know, I ain't never been a sheep
In gentleman's clothes or a letterman coat neither
A soul seeker, sipping codeine, cause my throat bleeds
When I smoke reefer, done sold seats to the whole theater
Filled up front rows til the nose bleeds
But now no one shows up at the shows
Got the pros on the page, and my ducks in a row
The butt of your jokes uttering gutteral moans
Flow for the love of the waves, made a couple mistakes on my junket, but fuck all this money I've struglgled to raise
I'ma pay the bills with this rap shit, tryna make a mil with no taxes, cause yo, if you wanna stay legit
You gotta blaze a bridge and do back flips
But as the twig is bent, so grows the tree
When every nickle spent I'll be where I'm supposed to be