Hollywood - Ginger Deadman

02.Hollywood.mp3


Hollywood

Lyrics by Ginger Deadman

Production by Deadmanifesto

Obliviability

Track 2

4.34

03/07/2020

Someone better make the rounds

Hand me downs never last as long as you want them to

Oh now

Only now

I am lost in your streets

And I wish that I could see Hollywood

And Hollywood, you'll protect me

Or at least I hope she does

You and me, we'll never go through this alone

You and me, We'll never hang up the phone

You and me, We're in this together but now,

You and me isn't gonna be enough

Shits tough right now and you're not helping

You're the root of all my problems

Picking up a zoot hoping it'll just solve em

Even picking up a solvent

You're pushing me away from

Pushing me away from tomorrow with no-one to follow

But oh, no no no, no it's never your fault

Yeah i'm understanding but this is mental assault

All your problems are mine now

Cant even lie down with a clear mind

It's just not my life....

I sound like a moody teenager with a pen

Not a shot of Mescaline

Not a drop of feminine to get me through the next couple of hours at your family reunion FUCK

I don't wanna be the one who has to keep the heater on

I'm woebegone, I'm over it

I'm picking up a sewing kit

I know that I'm a hypocrite (what?)

But have a go of doing what? THAT right now??

Can you bring the price down

Not biting I'm phrasing

Not drinking i'm blazing

Not fighting i'm saving

What i'm creating

Listen to that phrasing

Singing that is so Raven

With these names that i'm naming

This is amazing

I'm not a legend (ooh)

But I'm just saying (jheeeez)

Keep an eye on this spaceman

Eye on the ratings (ooh)

They'll be appraising

It's music I'm saving

But i'm in training

To be A-list

GOD

Jheeez

yuh

My therapist's got a pair of lips that send me to sleep

My imperative to call shotgun in the back of the jeep

I'm out of time, I have been for a couple of weeks

I'm out of tune while my solemn steed gently weeps (jheeez)

An underdog with a perilous stain on the sheets

No money for laundry, I sleep on a dirty ass

Fuck a couple hundred bitches on em and spray a febreeze

Ya think it's nasty but there's nobody dirtier that me, K?

Riding round town with Louis CK and MNEK

Enrique and Fifty thousand dollars in a briefcase

This is all pre-game

When lil boat arrives we gon' sail a couple seas, mane

Put a mask on and frighten the fuck out of you

Put a couple grills in my mouth like a barbecue

Take a shot of rum and I paint the town light maroon

Everything's better when I see the view from my room

As if it's sunny, Never bright always rain

And after the game we go buy a couple chains

And after the chains we go buy a couple brains

(And we drink till we dont know each other's names any more

Washed out on the floor

Been a real good day and I know I want more

It's the life I'm living no fantasy it's all real) x2

I said I don't know where you go but

I said i'm getting in the neck

and i said i'm sending it back in the path of attack

you're the spitting image of the same face (Same face)

Pissing on a belligerent, I'm a kill em with the vision

and I know you isn't getting in my lane, mate (Lane mate)

That's a crew cut kid with a clean slate (Clean slate)

Thats a rooftop heist with the bourgouise

With the boo's, it's a hint we should get off that stage

I might be taking all the time I can

If someone's boutta catch these hands

Swear to god I'm-