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letra de table for 2 - crawdad

[intro: craw]
so i’m at the restaurant
about to break bread with this dirty mother f-cker
i hate this dude – i swear to god man
he sits down and starts running his mouth
and i’m like, yo, yo, hold up
let me break this sh-t down for your real quick
i was like ay yo, ay yo

[verse 1: craw]
you are not worthy
you are not worth the effort it take to fight ya
only way you comin round is if you circle jerk the cypher
this is erkel murkin’ purple rain born a prince became a writer
spirit name jesus
first name michael
doing it better whatever it take
movement the letter remember the name
ebb with the pain sway with the flow
rain or shine, impeccable tho
sinking in deeper, thinking that we could
beat all the creatures, hit um with ether
maybe delete the evil in me cause
how can i k!ll what i cannot see

[chorus x2: craw]
why don’t you come with me
up in the mirror like set that f-cker free
all my life i been trying to feed the beast
but set that table for two
cause misery loves company

[monologue: craw]
so i say that, and this mother f-cker stands up
and starts yelling, like the food was cold or some sh-t
i can’t take it man

[verse 2: craw]
it take a moment for my mind state to acclimate
get into a place where i can stay actin straight
so i activate the acid rain and ascertain
how much -ss n brain could get this kid to act his age
he’s after fame i’m after change its the same game
but lanes change to maintain you gotta think of erraythang
so i antic-p-te the mixed debate and f-ckery
before the fake snake could taste a sip of gluttony
now he lookin at me sideways like my way defines fate
and he done missed the exit on the highway
well f-ck this dude and his words and his life and his nerve
who the f-ck he think he is, word i’m out

[chorus x2: craw]

[monolougue: craw]
so i’m done, and i’m ready to f-ckin leave man
the server walks up, and brings me the bill
and there’s only one meal on there
and i’m like, what the f-ck?
you’re gonna let this dude eat for free?
after all that sh-t?
the server looks me up and down, angry as f-ck
like, “sir, you’re the only one at this table”
i look across from me, and all i see’s is an empty chair
and i’m like, wait, what the f-ck?

- crawdad

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