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letra de tabs - eluzai

verse1:
broken grandfather clocks
untouched loaded glocks
the man of the house
well that’s an open spot
spot me
a ginger beer, an open ear, and listen here
father ain’t always a mr. belvedere (aye)
it’s not that you don’t love me (uh)
it’s just that you don’t love you (and)
i know you don’t admit it (but)
tidbits and pink slips
play out like, comic strips
and it’s disheartening
barhopping, i can smell the liquor in the carpeting

how many more times
you gonna rain h-ll when the sun shines?
a penny for your thought
a nickel for your lies
i feel drake bell with no josh ties
and just when i feel like your topside
you bury yourself, covering your hide
i’m outside, pick up the phone
don’tcha ride, this alone
cause i know
the promise you made to your mother
don’t want to admit you broke it
so you deny fire water
but i see the tub that your soaking
so if i, lit a match in this room
would you dip out the water
or just take in the fumes? (aye)

chorus:
i pray, you don’t keep a tab on you
and i pray, i’ll be keeping tabs on you
and i pray, you don’t down this gl-ss
in the coffin with the flask
often see the aftermath, so don’t you?
so don’t you?

i pray, you don’t keep a tab on you
and i pray, i’ll be keeping tabs on you
and i pray, ers ain’t the home
you need to get out your dome
cover it up with cologne
you ain’t fooling n0body

chorus 2:
i don’t wanna see you, tripping
looking at the whole world like it dripping
i don’t wanna see you, in that, kind of state
i don’t wanna see you, tripping
and i know your grip is slipping
home boy, you do got a lot on your plate

verse 2:
but yo this ain’t the
way to cope you dope, hoping you hear this
first verse was for dad
but like both of y’all need jesus
see this my concern
don’t open up you let it burn
and by the time i peek a nerve
you’re peacing out like tax return
mom’s and i been praying for you on the regular
way before you went from church boy to secular
and let me tell you bro, it urks me to the core
how i only see you smile when i see the liquor pour
i remember
skipping church service just to burn this
ish like the witch with delight ala turkish
cancer sticks and vapors
got sticky with rolling papers
and many of the group givers
so you were always a taker
i
wrote this the same day
you tripped on grade a
and left for two days
and that night
i played on a piano out of tune
sang my sorrows ‘cross the room
and if god got a move
i pray that it coming soon!

- eluzai

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