Bigfakelaugh

You mean today?

No n-words, no Irish

Shopkeeper pointin' to the signage

Work sets you free on the gate, to the gate

Everything in there is stretched, measured, weighed

Pay for a plate, window 'round the side

Nodded when the brother ladled extra into mines

Squatted and ate lard biscuits, fried hog rind

It was divine, right there in the Bible

All-caps, "STICK WITH YOUR OWN KIND"

Kaffir lime on large French '75, ordered in a dive

Smile taped under, murder in the eyes

She said, "You try workin' a nine-to-five, I got half a mind"

And that was the end of our time

I find it has a tendency to fly, time to ask Tyrone, do he drive?

You can't eat pride (you can try)

Social worker said, "Close your eyes

Tell me where you see yourself in five, then write it down

Come on guys, it's just a thought exercise"

She walked down the road, she had thick thighs

Big hips, ass kinda flat, but that's fine

Covered my answer 'cause fuck these ugg-mugs (fuck 'em)

Before the jig's up, need every red cent

And more than a few dimes (more than a few dimes)

'Fore they dig him up, need a lawyer and an alibi

Before we pull the jux, let 'em know I'm camera-shy

Rooms full of books, used to wonder what's inside

Run my hands down the spine, now I sit saturnine

I got a letter from my insurer the other day

Opened and read it ("This has gotta be good news")

Said that the treatment wasn't covered

Turned to the family like, "I guess just forget it" ("Just forget it")

Big fake laugh ("Ah, hahahahaha!")

This ain't a Denzel movie, don't try to think fast

Don't start changin' lanes, get yourself whiplashed

Oh look, got yourself a shit bag ("Oh, whaddya know?")

'Fore they dig him up, need a lawyer and an alibi

'Fore we cook, jux, let 'em know I'm camera-shy

Room full of books, used to wonder what's inside

That was before, now out of sight, out of mind (and I don't mind)

Really wanna keep it a secret? Hide it from yourself (out of mind)

Hid it as a child, now his arm too big to reach it

Took the baby out of arms, wadin' to the deep end

Waited for dad to come home, turned to evenin'

Tree limbs skimmed the water, the dark deepen

The car swerve, rainy season

The regime purge, leakin'

Cold, teeth chatterin', that's life leavin'

The demiurge well beyond reason

The urn Greecian, this is just bookkeepin'

It's no bottom like crooked policemen

Water unseasonably warm for the long weekend

My father prepared a place and waited in the storm of spirits

We was delivered

My father's house has many rooms

Mr. Biswas at the bend in the river

Swimmin' now, you was born knowin'

Born with the call, all eyes open

My mother made me promise to bring her body to the ocean

Not here, but warm Caribbean waters

In Africa, you leave twins in the forest

My sister had the courage to pay for us

Before they set us up, need a lawyer and an alibi

Before we do the gig, let him know I'm camera-shy

Shelves full of books, it's a secret passageway on the other side

Surprise, surprise

Before they set us up, need a lawyer and a- (surprise, surprise)

Let 'em know (surprise, surprise)

I'm camera-shy (surprise, surprise)