Behind Bars - Diabolic：歌詞、ミュージックビデオ、コンサート

Behind Bars

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Behind Barsは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2010年4月6日にWarhorse RecordsによりリリースされましたLiar and a Thief

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アルバムLiar and a Thief

リリース日2010年4月6日

レーベルWarhorse Records

言語English

メロディック度

アコースティック度

ヴァランス

ダンサビリティ

エネルギー

BPM91

概要

歌詞

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Diabolic

Performer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Toure "Southpaw" Harris

Toure "Southpaw" Harris

Engineer

歌詞

I wake up to vodka, tonic, child support, lots of chronic

Hung over, blunt rolled up, just trying not to vomit

The God's honest truth? I cut my baby mama loose

'cuz the bitch got rotten roots that made me wanna cock and shoot

Cops in hot pursuit, just doing what I gotta do

I'm out making product move, she claims that I'm knocking boots

But how the fuck's my daughter gonna be proud of Papa Dukes

If Daddy's broke, got no loot, can't afford to cop her shoes

That's not what fathers do, I make sure my daughter eats

Lock the door before she sleeps, try to keep her off the street

Her mama tortures me, of course I'm forced to deal with it

All this drama brought to me, like I'm some sort of meal ticket

I feel sickness, nauseated by the hunger pangs

Ain't trying to run the game, I want a piece, fuck the fame

What's her name got my mother looking at her son ashamed

So I'm drinking, thinking back, like "When's it all gonna change?"

Life ain't shit but liquor and splitting L's

Closed off to the outside world in a shell

Behind bars, feeling more like I'm in a cell

Attitude's like, "I don't give a fuck, give 'em hell!"

Life ain't shit but liquor and splitting L's

Closed off to the outside world in a shell

Behind bars, feeling more like I'm in a cell

Attitude's like, "I don't give a fuck, give 'em hell!"

I'm an alcoholic pot smoker, chances are I'm not sober

But I don't make my seed deal with the chip on her pop's shoulder

I never got over feeling like I've been forsaken

Broke, living in this basement, at a loss for inspiration

Committing sins of Satan to fill these dinner plates and

Have some dough to finish making a lying thief's vindication

Been as patient as I can, but now I'm finished waiting

I'mma bring the winds of change in for some kind of simulation

My innovation could have got me major label love

But I can't lie, instead of swallowing my pride I taste my blood

The weight above from this paper left my shoulders crushed

Like I'm in a cobra clutch, stuck, being broke as fuck

My wifey now is real, claims I never open up

"Why you always going buckwild like you smoking dust?"

I don't know enough to answer, I apologize

I'm just stopping by to tell you 'fore I take this shot and hide

Life ain't shit but liquor and splitting L's

Closed off to the outside world in a shell

Behind bars, feeling more like I'm in a cell

Attitude's like, "I don't give a fuck, give 'em hell!"

Life ain't shit but liquor and splitting L's

Closed off to the outside world in a shell

Behind bars, feeling more like I'm in a cell

Attitude's like, "I don't give a fuck, give 'em hell!"

I sold drugs and took a few, all my friends took them too

Guzzling that crooked brew, ain't shit I'm shook to do

Wifey said, "Think of how your moms would look at you"

Now I'm apologizing to her for the shit I put her through

Used to think there were some people I just couldn't lose

Burn a bridge, watch it turn to shit, rebuild, good as new

That wouldn't prove to be true, the more I recollect

I was wrong, but better yet, greedy for that treasure chest

Left for death, the pressure gets to me to eat a meal

Makes it hard to keep it real, all I do is cheat and steal

What I see and feel's bottle up like ketamine

Replaced by dime and nickel schemes, balanced on a triple-beam

Every relationship I had got blown to smithereens

Drama I was in between wiped them out like Mr. Clean

I lived the dream, thinking I'd wake up and save the day

That's all I came to say, now I'ma drink the pain away

Life ain't shit but liquor and splitting L's

Closed off to the outside world in a shell

Behind bars, feeling more like I'm in a cell

Attitude's like, "I don't give a fuck, give 'em hell!"

Life ain't shit but liquor and splitting L's

Closed off to the outside world in a shell

Behind bars, feeling more like I'm in a cell

Attitude's like, "I don't give a fuck, give 'em hell!"

Written by: Seán George

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