Brooks Buford

Backpack-N-Eldorado
Age zero in Alabama on wire road in a camper Son of a sad mom and a genius with bad grammar Moved to Atlanta drivin' down Buford in a Pontiac Pops was all that, had me off in the back with Jim and Jack Knew I'd grow up to be him By the time I was 12 drinkin' vodka and gin Throwin' rocks on the interstate, thinkin' it all was great When I finally met that white girl things started to break Darkness, mayhem, I start to swayin' Four days up and I start decayin' Filthy, stinkin', drinkin' invading homes Lookin' for what? I'm fadin' High, poison arrow With a backpack and an Eldorado High, poison arrow And you better look up 'cuz you know that I'm comin' down Got outta reHab in the spring, started doin' my thing Had been to hell twice and I was only 17 Managed to stay sober, hustle and get over Fell in love, got played, heart got mowed over Had to start takin' meds, something wrong with my head Turnin' into my mama layin' off in the bed Letras de cancionesA six-year time lapse, good times and raps Got me a new girl and headed for relapse Darkness, mayhem, I start to swayin' Four days up and I start decayin' Filthy, stinkin', drinkin' invading homes Lookin' for what? I'm fadin' My stinkin', thinkin', on the brink and drinkin' You wanna argue with me You might as well put my mouth to the liquor You want it, let's start it You want psychotic, you got it Don't be neurotic, too hell with logic I'll show you idiotic High, poison arrow With a backpack and an Eldorado High, poison arrow And you better look up 'cuz you know I'm comin' down I grab the keys up off the table Told my girl another fable Said I be right back, sugar Jumped in the ride and called the dealer Cuz there ain't nobody realer When you need that sack, cracker Give me four of the good stuff and free my soul Give me three of the bad, I put the rest in my bowl If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' Get busy livin' or busy dyin' I'm dizzy from Carolina To Georgia the sun shinin' Back in the hospital rainin' May Don't worry 'bout me I'll be okay Same ol' song, different day Why do I even try? Another 28 days I'll be goin' away Don't worry 'bout me I'll be okay Same ol' song, different day Tell mama not to cry Mainline the sky Gone. High, poison arrow With a backpack and an Eldorado High, poison arrow You think I wanna be domesticated? What am I? a cat? You think that maybe you could just take a couple of seconds off my back You want to scream and cry Can't you see that I'm tryin' real hard not to get high? What you want me to die? High, poison arrow And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down From Letras Mania