Artist: Deliciouss T Album: T.W. Chokehold Singz the Booze Song: Bored to Death Typed by: Deliciouss T * * http://soundcloud.com/deliciouss-t/sets/thomas-william-chokehold/ CotDAMN! Life is pretty pretty smooth Lishus got a job that pay the bills and buy the food Alotta dudes is struggling their stomachs fucking rumbling Fumbling for crumbs while economy is crumbling Yet I'm bubbling my company is stacking bundles and It's lucky I stay coming into work the money tumble in But hold it, um, this thought keep buzzing maybe I should muzzle it But fuck it why my bosses don't do nothing yet they doubling Their dough just by shoveling mad work on me it's puzzling That Lish can't get a sip of the sweet life that they guzzling Ain't I taking a pummeling while I be rumbling keeping us bustling I'm cutting my knuckles I'm up in this scuffle I'm grunting while bosses stay chuckling My knees knocking and buckling under the workload I'm juggling Got nothing a coupla crumpled up bills the sum of em's under a hundred and I struggle for nothing compared to the supple amounts that uppercrust tucking in But I'm outside looking into the club that doesn't induct me, so fuck it then I want dough by the duffel you know, like them drug runners smuggling Or funded blue blooded republicans like Rush and Rumsfeld, and Trump and them Fuck all this muscling my way in hustling just to earn my lunch Toiling working until I die? I'mma beat life to the punch HOOK: Yo word to Kurt and Elliot incredibly bored males When faith in the lord fails indelibly scored tales Get made and props to Puff and Suge who made the bucks What's good know Being Deader than doornails is better for more sales So I bled over chord scales this letter of scorned wails I'm deader than doornails fans will head to the stores yayuh Oh, shit! Life is pretty pretty nice New York got the girlies sweet as pie I want a slice Statistically it's stacked for me to splack it on the daily So many single women fewer men means the Lish stay playing Running around with my pants on the ground mad girlies be down if the booty is round And she's cute in the kisser delicious won't diss her especially if the girl gotta twin sister But hold up, on second thought I reckon I best not just get to wrecking Sinning raw diggity skin to her skin that's the business that ruin the sexing Can't hit it carefree where sole concern be penetration That's when fun goes up in flames, burning sensations Did I mention dating scene in New York is a cesspool The copulatin' population a mess of horny, stressed fools A third of these birds have herpes it's absurd to me yet be urging her to slurp it concur with insertion not securing the gerkin's insurance Without out wrapping the pecker in plastic before we getting to wetting the mattress If you don't you go insane from speculation, mad stressed And even then be careful, before you hit it with her, please Check her bathroom Valtrex, condoms don't block out the herpes What's more fucked up, you hope to god it's gonorrhea Not the monster HIV, yuck, got me hollering well seeya To my momma brother relatives and all my friends Kids fear monsters under their beds, but between the sheets it spreads This is the shit that runs through your brain since you got up to line up at eight At the free clinic your sitting in watching that vid about sticking the tip in when beginning to hit it simply no difference than when hitting it skin upon skin and risking in it big for minutes of bliss wind up with shit that's killing the Lish And is it my imagination, or did the dick start itchin' and aching…? Right on the tip? Man, I can't take it Fuck!! (southern) Man, I knew I shouldn't a deeid eeit! Dirt nap, on my terms seems pretty pretty good Accomplishing in death the shit in life I never could And the only way to do it? I'mma blow myself up! Like I wanted to do it in music? I'll blow the hell up! And I think I'll be taking some fools with when I blow myself up! Ready my 70 (2) virgins, homie, load my vest up! With an act of terrorism kill a pack of terrorists and Make the world a safer place when danger T makes dissipates The irony's so sickening it'd kill ya, like it will me Ya feel me? Life ain't awful but it ain't exactly thrilling Or maybe I should set a sting like on To Catch a Predator Lure em in with craigslist set address at which their deaths occur And make requests: no sticky candy, please, it gets stuck in my braces When they show up, aim for moustaches, bust a cap in their faces And shit, I'm taking requests, let me know who you think should be snuffed out? Life's just sorta meh, I'll make it better the rest ya,/and then bust out Kaboom