Lyrics Archive: “New” Shit
This is some shit we (Charlie "Carlos" Cypher and myself, Rox "Motherfucking" One) have been working on.
You’ll either see it on the new Chronikill CD or my "I Thought That Kid Died" mixtape and we performed it live at the last show.
I wrote the hook recently, the verse is pretty old. I can’t even remember writing it, truth be told. Anyway.
" Everyday is just a one way trip/
With a shoestring budget and my unlaced kicks/ (and that’s it)
Everyday is just a one way trip/
With a shoestring budget and my unlaced kicks/ (and that’s it)
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When you’re out searching for gold, it’s so hard to sit still/
And everydays another fistful of sand to sift through/
Wishful thinking got me singing and hitting the wrong notes/
"I Can’t Chill" y’all know just how that song goes/
You reap what you sow and son I’m warning you/
You still wet behind the ears like picking corn up in the morning dew/
I got more to do than act all avant-garde and witty/
Because most art imitates life, it’s fucking shitty/
Carving out a niche in this granite is kinda gritty/
But before I more to the ‘burbs, I’ll die in my city/
I can’t hold on to memories, mementos or knick-knacks/
It was pitch black, dropping verses and empty nick sacks/
Naive dreams, schemes and broken promises/
Breaking bottles and forging ’scripts from the pharmacist/
Sitting on stoops chilling draining a 40/
Looking like weed is my whole life and blazing just bores me/
When you got a rep, introductions are kinda corny/
But "I’m Rox, your friends friend from all those amazing stories"/
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Everyday is just a one way trip/
With a shoestring budget and my unlaced kicks/ (and that’s it)
www.chronikill.com killing time until the killing time.
