Tuesday, December 21, 2010

recovery song


So I wrote a song about the other night to help myself remember not to do that shit anymore. Seriously, the fuck...I wrote this song for my new hardcore/rap side project. I haven't picked a name yet, still deciding between Lick My Hole or DJ Rock Bottom. Anyway, here are the first draft of the lyrics:

Sittin alone, missin' my whore
On the couch watchin' Jersey Shore
Fuckers talkin bout all sorts of lame shit
Think they like me, like they're fuckin' legit

When my friend T-Bone calls me on the phone
Tells me to come to his party at home
I say, "Yo, T, I don't know..."
He say, "Don't be a bitch, Socks, you bettah go."

So I roll up about quarter to nine
Some pussies outside not lookin so fine
Tonight my girlfriend is out of contention
Out of town at a Cheezburger convention

So I try to play cool like I'm Mr. Freeze
Shooting the shit like I'm Drew fuckin' Brees
When Patches comes up from out of no place
Waving a bag of sweet chiba in my face

"Socks, you bitch, let's hit this shit."
I say "Nah, I'm not really feelin' it."
Got my memories from my last nip trip
Still haunting me from beyond the crypt

But Patches, dude, is fucking persistent
Baggie in my face cause he's fuckin' insistin'
So a take a hit and launch full speed
Into the world of a trippin' kitty

Woke up later not knowing where I am
Find out I slept with a Christmas ham
Got ham on my breath and nip on my mind
Headache givin' me an awful time

I tell myself I can never forget
How bad it feels on a cat nip trip
Share with da world my sad sad song
And keep y'all from feelin' wronged
What do you bitches think?

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