slowthai - terms lyrics

I woke up and came to terms with it No matter what, they get my words twisted Whatever works, it could be worse sh*t could be worse (Make a stain, b*tch, can't run no game on the playa) I woke up and came to terms with it No matter what, they get my words twisted Whatever works, it could be worse sh*t could be worse (Catch me, catch me at the Shake Junt, run no game on the) The more the merry, celebrate confetti Kill an adversary over something petty Mind the debris, couldn't get a degree Never went to uni, street educated Never lose sleep, slaughter the sheep I am the Shepard, minimum effort required But people relying on me National treasure, tried burying me Tryna pick a rose but it's got thorns They been judging me like I got horns When we die we don't respawn Can't conform, gotta absorb Pitbull and it's got lockjaw Let it off the leash, better run for the trees Blood on the leaves, teeth through your jeans Being a b*tch just ain't in my genes (Make a stain, b*tch, can't run no game on the playa mac Catch me at the Shake Junt, smoked out off the pack Make a stain, b*tch, can't run no game on the playa mac Catch me at the Shake Junt, smoked out off the pack) I woke up and came to terms with it No matter what, they get my words twisted Whatever works, it could be worse sh*t could be worse (Make a stain, b*tch, can't run no game on the playa) I woke up and came to terms with it No matter what, they get my words twisted Whatever works, it could be worse sh*t could be worse (Catch me, catch me at the Shake Junt, run no game on the) Everyday a bad hair day Wrong side of the bed with a migraine Need Ibuprofen Instead I smoke zoots, tryna reboot Tryna get loot but a snake in my boot Never push a man who's got nothing to lose I'm supposed to be grateful for nothing Grateful, make do, turn nothing to something Smoking my troubles away, my early grave Don't resuscitate Early bird wakes Catches the worm then reverts to its base Regurgitate Ain't nothing I'll change Do it again then I'll do it the same Again and again If I numb the pain outing the flame Add fuel to the blaze What's joy without pain? I woke up and came to terms with it No matter what, they get my words twisted Whatever works, it could be worse sh*t could be worse I woke up and came to terms with it No matter what, they get my words twisted Whatever works, it could be worse sh*t could be worse (Catch me, catch me at the Shake Junt, run no game on the) (Make a stain, b*tch, can't run no game on the playa mac Catch me at the Shake Junt, smoked out off the pack Make a stain, b*tch, can't run no game on the playa mac Catch me at the Shake Junt, run no game on the)