Hollywood - Ginger Deadman
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-