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letra de bag fee - dizzy spins

if you catch a break then take what dopamine delivers
bros can’t act they age, i seen them run with pairs of scissors
too much on my plate to be caught amongst these critics
kids are carbon copies, seen them posted up by printers
all my friends bipolar, too woke to be religious
got no time for family, yet they rollin’ up three swishers
brothers doubt your passion, cannot fathom how you did it
lovers without distance, treat my music like my mistress

uh
to life i enter casually
i might be awarded enormously for the foreman’s ornery
my forearms reek
lorn and bleak
me, i’m born of breeds foreign to thee
a sm-rg-sbord of horrors
life’s a beach i storm like normandy

uh, yeah
these things tend to happen when the gas emits
a track that hits, that’s half finished
a pacifist attacking it
i repeat seven passages
then proceed to repackage it
i’m pressing rewind
at the same time, i burn another master disc
leviathan’s entitlement
invite him in
postpone these pigeons
inciting all these riot plans
a dying man who chose existing
i’m tired of all these grimy christians
making all these coke decisions
to focus rhythms
(d-mn)

i was having nothing
i was eating, left for dead
eating single digit dollars
not a dollar left for bread

i was sleeping on the ceiling
when i couldn’t buy a bed
then you took a trip to cabo
every text was left on read

you hit me out the blue
and tell me “baby, please come over”
i said, “the reason that you’re drunk
is the same as why i’m sober”

i was hoping we could bond through our mistakes
evidently, not the case
i would park at your place
and reminisce on better…
piece by piece
i built a job outta dream
i bought a boom, i bought a bing
i’m moving onto bigger things
i wanna smoke, i wanna drink
i wanna pop pills as bad as the pope wanna bop twinks
i drop ink, on the page
i’ve not been entertained
i wanna ball so hard
feel the thrill in my veins
billion in cash, a million in change
the villain i’m willing to play
(that’s crazy)

been over the real, been over the fake
been over the garbage industry that puts food on my plate
i’m inches away
from where i should be today
do not stand in my way
with an h&m crewneck and a list of complaints (ugh)
you got a problem?
just wait and p-ss on my grave
i have been amazed
how bones easily break
over some words i once said when i was soundly awake
i mean…
too fast, homie i might crash
kid, once you go here
know you can’t go back
i’m fallin’
too fast, homie i might crash
i wanna make a splash
i wanna make ‘em go mad now

perimeter search, the women i hurt
fifteen and the first
when leaving this earth
i began believing in me
i used to believe in a church
we don’t need to agree
just please believe in my worth
is it perverse to assert that my demons deserve to be heard?
i prefer to unearth my nerves with a verse but whenever i’m hurt
suicide occurs to me first
i’m feeling purged from the herd
affirming my bursts are lurking in an eternity’s search
i realized, my mind is furnished with coercion and slurs
if memory serves
deterrents didn’t work
i’m allergic to maturing
my wins are observed
no, therapy was terrible
i emerged disturbed (yeah)
it takes a certain person to avert their own concerns
in service of submerging in the dirt
expecting nothing in return
i did self-searching, became self assured
a connoisseur of myself
it’s hard to discern
all the cards i was dealt
from my art and my health
and all the parts that still starve in a cell
pardon my–

- dizzy spins

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