Bipola - Well Runs Dry Lyrics

Got my own back in this game now
Straight proud, head high - free from the shame cloud
Beat should be played loud, the open hat'll cut your throat
On some Kung Lao shit... motherf*cker
Whole album's one big f*ckin' quote
Life could vanish in a puff of smoke
Like your cannabis was cut with coke
You could up and choke and they wouldn't care
Yo if this shit was breakfast club
Man I'd be sittin' next to Judd
And Anthony sayin' f*ck that jock
Till that sucka stop with the ego
That straight edge swagger be
F*ckin' cringeworthy
If this record was a TV show
Yo it be binge worthy
Or maybe it be binned early
Bluth family steez - true tragedy

On some get rich or try dyin' shit
I lie I admit it but I might try and quit it
Truth when it matters though sometimes it shatters
Those fragile illusions leaves you with mild contusions
Which child you losin' and which ones you keepin'
That's kinda how I feel choosin' which cuts to leave in
And which ones to banish to the cuttin' room floor
Like sorry little buddy I ain't love you no more
Ain't shit fair about love or war - cliches f*ck 'em all
Then again that too is a cliche these days
Beats play in my cereb' state on replay
Sonic Youth Superstar steez
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