Starin over that strech into the horizon
With my eyes and ears closed sealed with a clear coat
I'm at a loss for words, but i know a lot of words for loss
I got a whole lotta excuses to curse and stomp
Fuck you very much and kiss me goodbye
Because I'm leaving on the next high
(*chhhk*)
All copulatory systems are down, ain't no sex allowed
Now all crowd around me and show me what you found
He got the truth and she got the groove
And they raped the youth and he's got the proof

Now, nobody move, nobody gets nowhere
Progress halt, its all my fault and i dont care
Here I am, behold this pale whore
Kinda sore throat bloke on tour
Thru the core of hell
Followin the course endorsed by the force
And honey I just wanna hug your curves like a Porsche.

Go ahead, throw them sore issues back on the fire
To feel the flame, get me high, lose the blame, let me smile
Tonight's the night and crack me a Lowenbrau
And touch my swollen crown when I hold it down

Yo, on the level of actually she found me flacid
Skiped class to be fashionably absent
Got me thinking, caught me drinkin
Tossed my ink across the loose leaf like
Watch me sink into the mind state of how imma wait to find fate
Let the pupils dialate, fly high like the crime rate
Mosquito bait, baby keep me up to date
Who you love today - give me a pound and I'm on my way

Now I'm mad at that imaginary line thats on the floor
What do you mean we should stay in touch, what for?
Not exactly sure but I agree with your motive
The posion took over, cuz the dose was sugar coated
The world is full of people who want nothing short of perfect
And yet they settle for less blinded by their quest for purpose

First hit, I knew it was for me
It made me think, here I sink now
And I dont remember why I drink
I gotta pay the phone bills
Scrape off the road kill
Hold still, here's another girl acting like king of the mole hill

Yo, step with stride, I got this friend named pride
And imma hide him in my pocket till the day that I die
And I got this pet peeve that I only let out to eat
Poked holes in the top of the jar so he can breath
And when he's old enough imma set him free and let him breed
Teach his kids how to build bombs and shoot speed
True indeed, Im all about the lines around the block
Good times, hip hop and writing rhymes about my cock
So fuck the world, fuck love, fuck man and you
I hope you drown, face down, in your dandruff shampoo

Thank you for making me
Creating me
Sedating me
Taking me
Appreciating me
Embracing me
Abrasivley tasting me
And waiting patiently
I promise to pay you back on the day we're free

I wanna thank you for hatin me
Frustratin me
Escaping me
Stickin that stake in me
And blatenley breaking me
Erasing me
Defacing me
And replacing me
I promise to pay you back on the day we're free

She aint happy when I'm around
She's mad when I'm gone
So Imma drink this pint of whiskey and go pass out on her lawn
And when she leaves to go to work
She'll find me in my stupor
Start my day off with an angel
Wreck her morning with a loser
I'm true to the game
Don't know the rules to the game
Ruin my shoes stompin through all the puddles and pools in my brain
I could remove my heart, shave my legs
But no matter how soft I walk
I still manage to break the eggs


I wanna thank you for making me
Creating me
Sedating me
Taking me
Appreciating me
And embracing me
Abrasivley tasting me
And waiting patiently
I promise to pay you back on the day we're free

Yo, i wanna thank you for hatin me
Frustratin me
Escaping me
Stickin that stake in me
And blatenley breaking me
Erasing me
Defacing me
Replacing me
I promise to pay you back on the day we're free


[Let me clear my throat,]
[Kick it over here Baby Pop]
[and let all the fly skimmas feel the beat]
[umm drop]

Boom.

I'ts the way she moves that broom that's got me consumed
And it aint got nothing to do with the sweeping
It's the look on her face thats got me displaced
Plus the fact that she's prolly got no clue that im peepin
She's deep into routine cleanin off the sidewalk
In front of the shop she works, 1:15 AM

Me, parked in the car, in the street
Maybe 30 feet from the spot she sweeps
Emotion taken, who is this human?
And why she chewin' my attention?
The action, unaware, innocent, purely accident
And whom I askin this?
I'm alone, in the passenger seat of this [beep]
Awaitin' my companion, but damn man, she's got me distracted
And it's not just the fact that she's attractive
It's the whole kit-n-kabootle
From the look on her face, to her taste in shoes, to the way she moves
It inspires me to sit and doodle
So while I write she wipes down the tagged up picnic tables
Outside of the [beep]
It's missin not a spot
And here I sit again, with a pen
And a desire to be entirely lost in a world of them?

(spoken) "What do you mean you just wanna be friends..?"


Lyrics submitted by Celerian

The Jackpot/Swept Away song meanings
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