Seashells

Album cover art for "Seashells" by Rare Americans

Rare Americans - Pop, Rap

Seashells

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[Verse 1] Well, Scotty, I gotta say, my friend You really surprised me, scared ol' Futch half-dead The poor pension-seeking bastard, laughed off my head You've got something special, wanna join me instead? [Verse 2] This is how it works, I front you the shit You hustle all the kids, you fully commit Keep 'em coming back, service A1 I don't play around, that's how I like shit done [Verse 3] You don't wanna be a skid, I'll spell out that life Denny's double shift, once a month you fuck your wife That you don't even like, 'cause if you leave, she won't survive Stuck in Hell, she got a thing with the knivеs But me? It's a life of luxury How does Amstеrdam sound? A Lamborghini? Oysters on the half shell, a pretty little bombshell Damn, boy! How good does she smell? [Chorus] You're a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid You were never gonna be anythin' You're a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid Fuck those little shits and join me instead Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah [Verse 4] I thought about it, he was a kid with a vision And Corey was a good guy, and seemed to fuck with him But then I saw my true blues, Craig and Billy A momentary lapse, I was thinkin' silly [Verse 5] "Thanks for the offer, it's not for me See those kids over there? They're my family They might not look like much, even chopped liver But just like Denny's, when you need 'em, they deliver" There was a big pause, he pulled out his claws He didn't look happy, De La Hoya in his jaw He was kinda scary, antics unordinary Seemed he had a lot of demons deep down buried "Tell your fuckin' friend to pay me!" "No skid is gonna fuckin' play me!" "And damn, your girl's fuckin' crazy" "She can go all night, don't blame me" [Chorus] You're a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid You were never gonna be anything You're a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid Fuck those little shits and join me instead Hell yeah [Outro] Fuck those little shits and join me instead Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah (Fuck those little shits and join me instead)

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Credits

Writers
  • Duran Ritz
  • James Priestner
  • Jan Cajka
  • Jared Priestner
  • Lubomir Ivan
  • Tim Randolph