The Poster Boys - Gentilly 1991

She's gone
You can't save me
Everything I built, was it all for nothing
I'm here to crash your party
Can't you see that I'm at war
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yo, what up, been thinkin' bout blowin' up
They really don't know what's up
Been thinkin' I'll show 'em up
They keep lookin' at me crazy
Leave me alone, I'm drunk
Been thinkin' I'll sober up
Been drinkin' I don't know what
And no, you don't need to save me
Easy, that's close enough
You really don't know enough to go and judge me
Oh how pretentious, pretend to love me
Keeps gettin' ugly, but I can't get enough
My demons fear nothing, and they ain't lettin' up
So I just
Uh, keep my head on a swivel in the middle of the night
I'm tryin' to build an instrumental big enough to fit my mind in
I get sentimental then I really get to vibin
I begin to chill, I hit a ceilin' with these rhymes and
Then I get pissy
Same feel I used to get when doin' this at fifteen
Really wanna spit a verse, my brain just isn't listening
The feeling's gettin' worse, and then it's like my skin is itching
Then I start sipping, now I'm tryin' to catch a buzz
I need a little nicotine, I let it ease into my blood
And try to think of similes to sum my life up just for fun
It's like I'm stuck in Choppa City with no money and a gun
Somewhere like Gentilly, nineteen ninety-one
A couple bullets barely miss me while I'm tryin to run
I always carry with me somethin' with a drum
But I can't afford the ammo so I jump
Down into a ditch in an attempt to save my life
Ain't no self defense when you spent everything on hype
Make a final wish to tell my family goodbye before I die
My legs are beat it ain't no Forrest Gump I was livin' large
Now I always gotta stay down 'cause the enemy's at large
I try to write my way out, but I keep on writin' bars
So, if I blow my brains out before I see tomorrow
Just say that I was heart broke, really I'm
It's like I'm tryin' to fight a crusade without conviction
But I don't wanna die tonight
The only hope I had I would trade to seem consistent
Oh, but I think I missed it
Caught in a fight to save my life but I'm defenseless
What can I write to make this plight of mine vivid
So vivid
Eccentric mind, I try to find the right image
Visions of violent times outside when I existed
Gentilly ninety-one
Chris Collingsworth like
Now here's a guy that you don't wanna play with
I'm a hit ya like a linebacker for the Saints, it's
Demario Davis, put a stop to any y'all that's out here runnin' plays
Unless I'm on you playlist, baby I'm dangerous
Yeah, I know ya heard it before
I done killed a lot of records I'm a murder some more, yeah
Now I'm startin' war, and there ain't nothin' you could tell me
You better be ready when the bell rings
Fight! I been tryin' so hard, so long, still can't get anything
Right! and if they try and pull my card
Good Lord, just know I don't really mean fight
Please don't call my bluff
I just wanna seem tough and menacing
Strike fear in the hearts of my enemies
Hopin' they remember me, but that's un
Likely, did a lot of shit to make some of 'em not like me
Not to mention shit that made my woman despise me
Every night she callin' me scum and a villain
I guess that I belong in Mos Eisley
After what I did, ain't all that surprisin' really
Lord, try and give me just a little light
Been a long night here stuck on Gentilly, uh
If I don't know what to say, then why say anything
If I got no one to blame, then why make enemies
If she hadn't walked away, would I change anything
Would I change anything
It's like I'm tryin' to fight a crusade without conviction
But I don't wanna die tonight
The only hope I had I would trade to seem consistent
Oh, but I think I missed it
Caught in a fight to save my life but I'm defenseless
What can I write to make this plight of mine vivid
So vivid
Eccentric mind, I try to find the right image
Visions of violent times outside when I existed
Gentilly ninety-one

Written by:
Andrew McLeod, James Upshaw

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