[Verse 1: Slug]
Stare through your little square and focus
Ready, set, action, flash, capture the moment
This ain't life, it's more like a composition
The dirt'll make 'em look, the funk'll make 'em wanna listen
Working to make a living to make it work
Still distracted by the accidents, Adidas and the skirts
It all hurts so good, couldn't believe we took the time to scream
Get the fuck off the stage, bitch, we need the wood!
Hey love, that's the signal, take a breath
Put your gun to my head, put my soul between your breasts
Pull the trigger, bust a shot, watch the life go soft
Left for dead (?), wipe it off on the tablecloth
Have another drink for all the blood and ink that's spilled
Covering up the blueprint for what they think they've built
And look at all the dirt on these pale hands
You're damn right I make love to my female fans
Exhibit A for the way they wish that they could live it
Maybe on some other day I'll find a place to take a minute
Caught somewhere between a laptop and the jackpot
Now say cheese, living in a snapshot
[Hook: Slug]
Do you even know
What you look at?
Let me breathe and grow
Until I'm put back
I won't bring no wrong
Let me sit here
I'll just sing my song
Take your picture
[Verse 2: Slug]
The day is like a drumbeat, doesn't feel complete
If some drama doesn't come along to interrupt the sunbeams
Someone said that it's a wonderful life
And if you disagree then someone isn't fucking you right
Attractive is the head but the expression looks dead
Let's blame it on the music, the movies, and the books read
I'm just a cynic but I believe what the cook said
The main ingredient for most beef is bread
Shed the skin, come join the caper
Point it at your neighbor, take the coins and paper
Won't settle for less than a purpose
Hold your breath until this picture is perfect
[Scratching bridge of a sample saying "Take your picture"]
[Hook: Slug]
Do you even know
What you look at?
Let me breathe and grow
Until I'm put back
I won't bring no wrong
Let me sit here
I'll just sing my song
Take your picture
[Verse 3: Slug]
From Lucy Ford to Lucifer to Larry Flynt
She said "Fuck America! but god bless the Americans"
Staring at the female, spare me all the details
It may kill me but it won't bury me in retail
That little light can't eliminate the red (?)
I don't fight I just inebriate the head
And sing about the monster, write songs for her
I'll keep doing wrong until I'm drawn and quartered
Take what you can from this still life
And wear a smile on your grill like it feels right
Look at me, look at she, look at he
Booka B break it down so I can hear myself see
When Armageddon comes it'll be a videogame
These kids'll know the codes and they'll stop it in a week
Someone'll find the drums everyone overlooked
Sample it, chop it, flip it and drop it to the beat
From the space that I take, to the way that I talk
Might make you stop to wonder what rock I came from under
But which face you g'on make, coach, player, or mascot?
Yea, hold that pose, living in a snapshot
[Hook: Slug]
Do you even know
What you look at?
Let me breathe and grow
Until I'm put back
I won't bring no wrong
Let me sit here
I'll just sing my song
Take your picture
Stare through your little square and focus
Ready, set, action, flash, capture the moment
This ain't life, it's more like a composition
The dirt'll make 'em look, the funk'll make 'em wanna listen
Working to make a living to make it work
Still distracted by the accidents, Adidas and the skirts
It all hurts so good, couldn't believe we took the time to scream
Get the fuck off the stage, bitch, we need the wood!
Hey love, that's the signal, take a breath
Put your gun to my head, put my soul between your breasts
Pull the trigger, bust a shot, watch the life go soft
Left for dead (?), wipe it off on the tablecloth
Have another drink for all the blood and ink that's spilled
Covering up the blueprint for what they think they've built
And look at all the dirt on these pale hands
You're damn right I make love to my female fans
Exhibit A for the way they wish that they could live it
Maybe on some other day I'll find a place to take a minute
Caught somewhere between a laptop and the jackpot
Now say cheese, living in a snapshot
[Hook: Slug]
Do you even know
What you look at?
Let me breathe and grow
Until I'm put back
I won't bring no wrong
Let me sit here
I'll just sing my song
Take your picture
[Verse 2: Slug]
The day is like a drumbeat, doesn't feel complete
If some drama doesn't come along to interrupt the sunbeams
Someone said that it's a wonderful life
And if you disagree then someone isn't fucking you right
Attractive is the head but the expression looks dead
Let's blame it on the music, the movies, and the books read
I'm just a cynic but I believe what the cook said
The main ingredient for most beef is bread
Shed the skin, come join the caper
Point it at your neighbor, take the coins and paper
Won't settle for less than a purpose
Hold your breath until this picture is perfect
[Scratching bridge of a sample saying "Take your picture"]
[Hook: Slug]
Do you even know
What you look at?
Let me breathe and grow
Until I'm put back
I won't bring no wrong
Let me sit here
I'll just sing my song
Take your picture
[Verse 3: Slug]
From Lucy Ford to Lucifer to Larry Flynt
She said "Fuck America! but god bless the Americans"
Staring at the female, spare me all the details
It may kill me but it won't bury me in retail
That little light can't eliminate the red (?)
I don't fight I just inebriate the head
And sing about the monster, write songs for her
I'll keep doing wrong until I'm drawn and quartered
Take what you can from this still life
And wear a smile on your grill like it feels right
Look at me, look at she, look at he
Booka B break it down so I can hear myself see
When Armageddon comes it'll be a videogame
These kids'll know the codes and they'll stop it in a week
Someone'll find the drums everyone overlooked
Sample it, chop it, flip it and drop it to the beat
From the space that I take, to the way that I talk
Might make you stop to wonder what rock I came from under
But which face you g'on make, coach, player, or mascot?
Yea, hold that pose, living in a snapshot
[Hook: Slug]
Do you even know
What you look at?
Let me breathe and grow
Until I'm put back
I won't bring no wrong
Let me sit here
I'll just sing my song
Take your picture
( Atmosphere )
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