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1st Verse
Yo It's safe to say that i love's my privacy
I wont be joining proxy wars so don't even invite me
Im Sweden bitch no ideas original I sweded it
Be kind rewind and if you don't mind go and eat a dick

I'm Sorry I let me ego get the best of me
Some times I feel domesticated hope you don't think less of me.
Standing at this vantage point I wrestle with my vanity
And if I'm being candid there's advantages to vanishing

Create a little mystery vs Annie Wilkes in misery
Sometimes it feels like Anvil when dismantled to the nth degree
Dayum. I guess I'll never be on MTV
I'll never be in wu or beef with talib like I'm remedy.

Hmmm. So it's probably a net win
Find me on the shitter reading twitter and deadspin
Yeah --- I sound bitter and angry
A walking contradiction optimistic and sanguine .

Yo - it's safe to say I love my dignity
Won't catch me selling out because my principles imprison me
I'm John bender breakfast club trouble and captivity
Adapt my own creation myth it's mixed with the nativity

My parents are Mary and joseph
That's close enough I guess I'm ready for my close up
Cecil de Mille mixed with madvillian and had children
Broke out of Brooklyn to start looking in the Catskills

Hook:
Ahhh I'm just to old for this bullshit
Ahhh I'm just to old for this bullshit
a little me time a bit a wine a warm bed
I'm the god head the arm leg leg arm head

2nd Verse:
--I'm a walking cliche (cliche)
-I'm Old and corny like walk this way (this way)
But Yo -- I still love rapping
-like the folks in Pawnee love little Sebastian

Yo--it's safe to say I love seclusion
brutalist architecture marches by Phillip Souza
also enjoy Elucid the oouvre of Mila kunis
22s of brew And episodes of too much tuna

I used to dream of sushi grade and one day being super paid
My posses on Broadway rocking PNB and stoussy flavs
Yo (yo) now I just laugh at it
my roots & my past I Distortion to static it

I wrestle with my fate an existential ladder match
There's no gods or karma you can't see that check your cataracts
It's strictly for the non-believers me I'm an atheist
Amazing grace and chuck but fuck I try Im Macy gray with this

despite yoda's protests do or do not
When I feel nostalgic I bump clue and doowop
And flip through old photographs to laugh with the old vets
When I miss my homey vu I go back to our old texts

And study our ancient history to me it's the olmecs
On Every frigging Sunday talking bout the same old jets
Here there's no fluff pieces falsehoods or fuckery
Not Freudian or fraudulent It's sort of why you Fuck with me

Hook
I'm the god head the arm leg leg arm head
I'm the god head the arm leg leg arm head
I'm the god head the arm leg leg arm head
I'm the god head the arm leg leg arm head

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from Soul Music for the Soulless, released November 16, 2017

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WORDS HURT New York, New York

Words Hurt is the merger between rapper Alaska & producer Lang Vo. Together they're the embodiment of using spite & self deprecation to block out the rest of the assholes clamoring for your attention.
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