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jivin scientists - slugger كلمات الأغنية

the summer air creeps in
it could cover your bones
the breeze ridin’ on the sunshine
with gold undertones
a man stepped in
pants covered in mud
you could see the alligators just swimmin’ in his blood
bittin’ and chewing everythin’ that made him half decent
confidence in his step and arrogance he don’t need it
use to race to the door to love and hug
never thought he’d walk through with a louisville slugger
the hardwood bat tattered against the tile
the warm air settled
became cold and vile
wondered what he came for
looked for what he was after
opened up his coat and just followed the laughter
giggles spilled out from the end of the hall
my friend came to swing a bat but he don’t play baseball
pushed his hood up, put his hand on the door
whisperin, “this dumb b_tch dont feel sh_t anymore.”

the first swing cracked open the top of his head
blood sprayin’ out now her boyfriends dead
but one ain’t enough
you gotta beat it till it smiles
and drag those dead emotions out into a pile
but the big bear came for some honey
roaring out his lungs, “why the f_ck don’t you love me.”
c_cked the bat back, took a piece of her rib
sounds something familiar like god once did
pushed her on the bed bloodied and cryin’
didn’t know who he was, there was somethin’ inside him
screamin’ to get out
bangin’ on his skin
suffocating every good part he had left in him
sunk the black bad for inches into her throat
smiled as he watched her gasp and choke
the bodies laid warm in the red hot sun
and the party of three became the party of one
washed his hands off in the bathroom sink
moved towards the kitchen for a afternoon treat
peanut b_tter and honey one wholewheat bread
drinkin milk out the carton cuz his old lady’s dead
those bullsh_t rules don’t exist anymore
stompin mud into the carpet, his way to the door
just then a shriek of emotions shot through the house
a heart started beatin beneath her bloodied blouse
he walked down the hall, the warm air blue
his hands grew tired, but his bat had work to do
the child of the earth with a father and a mother
but after that he was the louisville slugger

- jivin scientists

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