Surrender To Strangeness Lyrics - Buck 65

Fightin' with the neighbours and screwin' the wife 

Hip hop music ruined my life 

I bitch and I moan, I lie and I cheat 

Waiting for the night when I die in my sleep 

I listen to the jukebox and sit by the bar 

Taking care of a dog that got hit by a car 

Praying for salvation, needing a miracle 

Drowning in new music and reading material 

Shoe laces untied, telling people I'm rich 

Who can't tell the difference between real art and high kitch 

Mouth like a broken bottle, crooked and bottomless 

Half wolf, half crow, half hippopotamus 

Sturdy as a paper bag, as well, my face is flawed 

But keeping the fire going by the grace of God 

And I'm loathe to think that we missed our chance 

To find a way out of this downward dance 

We got it all wrong 

Singing a song with a rock in my mouth 

Nobody knows what I'm talking about 

Lost without a marketing plan and a stylist 

Here comes the vilest nihilist finalist 

Once and for all, barbed wire and rope 

The most beautiful woman is strung out on dope 

Slowly the music, died, died, died 

Three white horses side by side 

Last change to change, you better hurry, quick 

Laying in a bed, wide awake and I'm worried sick 

Completely out-foxed, I hide from the phone 

And I swear this pen has a mind of its own 

Jaws that go through solid steel, a clenched fist 

A breath of fresh air for once and a French kiss 

The weight of the world and collapsable me 

I'm talking about trouble with a capital T 

We got it all wrong