"Low Down Dirty" lyrics
Low down dirty even, like
Yeah
No telling the trauma the kids harbor inside
It's strict over here
The story of an addict, anything but pragmatic
You might say he's a junkie, but somebody calls him daddy
Yet to pray, but still functioning, a creature of habit
A leech, a savage, betraying any trust he can establish
Imagine, single father of five
Three most important things, drink, party, get high
In the southern part of the Chi where it's hard to survive
So many Mini 14s and Carbon one-fives
Also the alibi, that's where this narcissist thrives
Known to bargain and bribe 'cause he's marginalized
No telling the trauma the kids harbor inside
Plus they all get it from they mama, cold heart, no pride
Tell a lie, might even cry, just to get what they need
Whole litter of mixed breeds, just grifters and thieves
Bad apples right by the tree, yeah, if you know, then you know, manic and bipolar, I seen those episodes
If I can't die from it, then I won't do it for a living
Overdose, detox, I think I saw the light
I don't sleep at all at night, I been drinking all my life
Fighting all these demons, but they moving like Floyd
Who am I kidding? I'ma lose by decision
Too much in my system made me lose my religion
And if I can't die from it, I won't do it for a living
I already damaged my liver, probably due for a kidney
I wanna be there for my kids, but I'm too fucking dizzy
Excuse me, I'm busy
Right now I'm on the way to go confuse my physician to abuse these prescriptions
I probably taken every pill except for Plan B
Wear the name bracelet from the ER like it's Van Cleef
And wear a smile all on my face, but it's still major pain
I'm like Sinatra mixed with Ocean, I wish I could sing
I'm just being frank, but what's in a name?
Cheers to never changing, that's right, I'm shameless
Daddy hates me, ah
Daddy hates me
That ain't true
Well, it ain't you, he just don't love himself
Why don't you admit you don't want anyone else to be happy because you're a sad old fart?
How do you saddle a fart?
Yeah
No telling the trauma the kids harbor inside
It's strict over here
The story of an addict, anything but pragmatic
You might say he's a junkie, but somebody calls him daddy
Yet to pray, but still functioning, a creature of habit
A leech, a savage, betraying any trust he can establish
Imagine, single father of five
Three most important things, drink, party, get high
In the southern part of the Chi where it's hard to survive
So many Mini 14s and Carbon one-fives
Also the alibi, that's where this narcissist thrives
Known to bargain and bribe 'cause he's marginalized
No telling the trauma the kids harbor inside
Plus they all get it from they mama, cold heart, no pride
Tell a lie, might even cry, just to get what they need
Whole litter of mixed breeds, just grifters and thieves
Bad apples right by the tree, yeah, if you know, then you know, manic and bipolar, I seen those episodes
If I can't die from it, then I won't do it for a living
Overdose, detox, I think I saw the light
I don't sleep at all at night, I been drinking all my life
Fighting all these demons, but they moving like Floyd
Who am I kidding? I'ma lose by decision
Too much in my system made me lose my religion
And if I can't die from it, I won't do it for a living
I already damaged my liver, probably due for a kidney
I wanna be there for my kids, but I'm too fucking dizzy
Excuse me, I'm busy
Right now I'm on the way to go confuse my physician to abuse these prescriptions
I probably taken every pill except for Plan B
Wear the name bracelet from the ER like it's Van Cleef
And wear a smile all on my face, but it's still major pain
I'm like Sinatra mixed with Ocean, I wish I could sing
I'm just being frank, but what's in a name?
Cheers to never changing, that's right, I'm shameless
Daddy hates me, ah
Daddy hates me
That ain't true
Well, it ain't you, he just don't love himself
Why don't you admit you don't want anyone else to be happy because you're a sad old fart?
How do you saddle a fart?
