a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

we (don't) got the jazz - dead on sight lyrics

[intro]
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
stvrfire (stvrfire, stvr—)

[verse 1: orchadia]
loveless ambitions setting in with sedatives
selfish grievances held where the pension is
every last problem seem a little more hereditive
fold my hand because i can’t get a grip
turning down my aspirations
momma said i’d never make it
told me there’s no use in complaining
she said you’ll never be famous waking up so faded
you ain’t ever gone be sh*t if your diaper’s never changing

[chorus]
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz

[verse 2: saint sleep]
unhappy, egocentric and i’m talentless
i seen how you live your life and i’m filled with malice
not worth earning your artistic merit badges
my trophy shelf dusty, the cobwebs filled with sadness
my best friends, parents, cousins and my cat
they all say “you’ll never make it off of rap”
never could imagine that
the sun is setting it’s apparent that my time is wasted
better face it you ain’t gonna be sh*t
unless you clean your basin
[chorus]
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz

[verse 3: orchadia]
i don’t got no talent
ain’t no artistic bone inside my body
i couldn’t draw a single thing
i ain’t no john gotti
no one on my back but still i want them off of me
i need a show of hands, can you hold it down for me?
never had a single mission never looking for the stars
i was more content with wishes, never working way too hard
i was always seeing others winning, showing off their scars
i knew i couldn’t fit in i just watched it from afar

[chorus]
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz

[verse 4: saint sleep]
had no angel or a devil on my shoulders
just the sound of boulders falling down inside my head
i let the good things slip away and focused on regret
the good days are gone
when will they come back again?
i wonder way too much if this world has a place for me
i was raised to love but born with hate
my nature vs nurture, is it possible to change this slob?
bang my head against the wall forever nonstop
demolition crew had to come and offer me a job
[chorus]
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz
we got the jazz, we got the jazz

[outro: q*tip]
stern, firm and young with a laid*back tongue
the aim is to succeed and achieve at 21
just like ringling brothers, i’ll daze and astound
captivate the mass ’cause the prose was profound

- dead on sight lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular