Schaffer The Darklord - Dive Down lyrics

Guess who's back, back in black Wait wait, don't tell me, I know this one, umm That Jacka** Cracker with the Half-a**ed rap Oh, that half crap. A few months back I caught his unfunny act, in fact I asked for my money back I heard he had a heart attack, trapped under an avalanche Strapped into an ambulance and crashed into a cadillac I head he cracked his back and had a cast and that was that But Zack says he's back, so where is he at I'm in the Back of the dive bar My stars brightening like lightning And tight like Mylar On fire like the pilot light stove And if I drove batman would bum a ride in my car And tonight, I'm feeling inspired I arrive kinda fried, now I'm wildly wired I'm admired by fryers and liars, sighers and buyers Who won't retire, expire Oo my now I'm tired Everybody is working for the weekend and When it comes hit the pub suds drink 'em in Keep drinking till you see the ceiling spinning and No blinking, no thinking, no sinking feeling and That's where you'll find me, sitting alone, on my own Playing tetris on my cellular phone Downloading tones, and downing Corones Dropping bones in the box, so I can rock the Ramones Alright, it's friday night and I might Find a nice little sight, where I can write By the light of a miller light sign, and I'm so alive I like the (Night life) That's right (Prize Fight) It's on tonight But I'm hunting for a little hole, in which I might dive And with that we reach the end of the first verse Should have heard the one I wrote first, it was much worse It was all about a nurse, full of curse words Would have been funny had laughing gas been dispersed What ever happened to that kid that sat in the back Writing raps on napkins Well he's backing next to thee While you're trying to find s** high on ecstasy And he Still scribbles rhymes. Co-prescribed in his mind Describing the times, when he was feeling fine k**ing time With a pint or nine, sometimes wine But never drops a dime on a drink with a lime You might find him boring, got no time for him Ignore him, hit the dance floor and If he isnt playing pool, then he's taking your stool At the bar so he Isn't quite as far from the pouring And he's never making much of a scene But he's a pinball wizard on the touch machine Hes got half naked ladies on the photo hunt screen Youll never touch his high score Know what I mean? Have you ever seen this man at all Maybe the bathroom stall He stands about that tall Hes twitching like a kitten hittin' adderall If you see him sing and ring him Hell be glad that you called [Chorus] Were gonna dive dive, down down Into the brink Were goin' down down, dive dive To get a drink Were gonna dive dive, down down Were gonna sink into a dive dive, down down (Hey! Hey! Hey!) [Verse] Wow! How you like me now One chorus down, how did the performance of it sound I guess I must've said that out loud Because some clown turned around and frowned just now (Sorry!) Where was I Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't funny was he, was he? I'll take that out that wasn't funny How 'bout a bit about money, guts and honey Thats under chapter number one in Crappy Raps for Dummies Oh no You know that I won't go Down that old trap, for those who rap in slow-mo So, oh, there I go, wait where was I going with this I dont know Oh, yea girl, that p**y's fine And I, wait Was that last line really in my rhyme? Here let me rewind (that p**y's fine) Right, like in feline Cuz im a catman Batman Swear that it was innocent Just a little synonym, I didn't mean to be explicit And it isnt just dicken tryna k** a minute Quit, with the spinnin' in the middle and a zim-a-nin Time is a wastin' and I might do a shot and chase a Grammar rhyme pitching facin' Half the pages im erasin' Step outside and now im pacin' Bracing for the self of facing Now the second chorus is so close that I can taste it [Chorus] Were gonna dive dive, down down Into the brink Were goin' down down, dive dive To get a drink Were gonna dive dive, down down Were gonna sink into a dive dive, down down [Breakdown] (Breakdown) thats where the ba** drops (Takedown) thats where the game stops (Shakedown) often takes 8 cops (Stakedown) to support your tent props (Downtown) try to find a good bar (Uptown) oh no thats too far (Backdown) with the fella in the yellow car (Downtown) at the bottom here we are [Verse] I got one last verse, one last chance To pa** a handful of words past and get you to dance While I, fight my urges to laugh at your pants If by chance that happens man thats only "happen" stance So shake it, grab your leg and take it Twist it, twirl it Girl just brake it Make it look like you dont fake it Mix it, grease it Weigh it, bake it And who, cares, who Looking when your cooking With your crooked little book-a-nooken They, might, see Little bit of stirdle in the middle of your chin'le nipple Shine, that, light Back into the eyes of all the guys besides with ties and lice and Thats, when, i'll Gather up my racks and pay my tab and might slip out the back [Bridge] Alright, it's friday night and I might Find a nice little sight, where I can write By the light of a miller light sign, and I'm so alive I like the (Night life) That's right (Prize Fight) It's on tonight But I'm hunting for a little hole, in which I might dive [Outro] x2 Were gonna dive dive, down down Into the brink Were goin' down down, dive dive To get a drink Were gonna dive dive, down down Were gonna sink into a dive dive, down down (hey hey hey) "Thanks alot. Everybody boo's me at once."