Livin’ Foul

Lyrics

[Chorus] I get older but don't stop livin' foul My back is giving out I need to simmer down, oh Songs I used to sing, I can't sing 'em now I killed my inner child I'm livin' foul, oh [Verse 1] Man, all this drinking gon' catch up Off Luda's first album I was vibing with it, that was when I first heard 'bout 'em At that point I was already living godlessly Who'd a thought this shit was like a fortune cookie prophecy? My mama, she would tell me "cancer is what you could get" I disregard her, always saw it as some future shit Well, the future's now, and I got no shades (Nope) Shit is 'bout as bright as full-blown AIDS I lack ambition but my talent keeps me clothed and fed Other rappers trippin' 'round the globe, instead I'm home in bed Hungover, back hurting, struggling, I'm Reminiscing of the days of short recovery time And I'm only still drinking because liquor still exists (Uh) And I only kill my brain cells because ignorance is bliss (Uh) I'm a good for nothing, chain-smoking, rapping alcoholic (Yup) So when I die at an early age, I called it [Chorus] I get older but don't stop livin' foul My back is giving out I need to simmer down, oh Songs I used to sing, I can't sing 'em now I killed my inner child I'm livin' foul, oh [Verse 2] I used to have a mean falsetto Serenade a vixen in a green tall meadow Now my vocals are thoroughly Marlboro-y Chords scarred plurally It's beginning to worry me A terrible future awaits me if I only worsen I'm too spoiled to survive as a homeless person I need to go to church and make a bold assertion Have faith in Moses or some other fucking holy person I dropped acid at my bus stop I remember Liquid Swords just dropped There's no vision quest for an idiot I basically just saw a bunch of trippy shit My fans buy my music on the internet I turn around and spend it on cigarettes Realistically I could have been the best But man, nah, what the fuck you want me to do? I'm just doing my thing, you know Having fun, having a good time, you know [Chorus] I get older but don't stop livin' foul My back is giving out I need to simmer down, oh Songs I used to sing, I can't sing 'em now I killed my inner child I'm livin' foul, oh [Bridge] I'd like to thank everybody who believed in me Even though I fucked up Oh, yeah, but nothing I said nothing, never Nobody ever ever gonna fucking bring me down [Chorus] I get older but don't stop livin' foul My back is giving out I need to simmer down, oh Songs I used to sing, I can't sing 'em now I killed my inner child I'm livin' foul, oh [Outro] Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha You're gettin' old man, gettin' old Not as old as me though I stopped counting after seventeen thousand Ha ha ha, still fuckin' though