Vincent, The Owl - Dead Without Media Coverage lyrics

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Vincent, The Owl - Dead Without Media Coverage lyrics

[Intro] Reporting live from Jersey City, 201 sh** It's Vincenzo el buho, Operate With Liquor gang sh** Owl sh**, crack a tall boy sh**, c'mon Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang [Verse 1] f** your FIRST week of sales if your verses weak as hell, it's OPERATE with liquor, wine, dirt cheap ale, sh** we THIRSTY, by the time we thirty, we failed if our BRAINS ain't a burnt piece of kale, Jersey I dwell BIRD season, verb on the verge of tweaking off the freakin' SMELL of some bourbon leaking, serrup slurred speaking EMERGENCY it's his first week in jail, bailed by the third WEEKEND, then i skert to Osteria Morini for veal .keep the pasta coming, dreams of lotsa money 'til my TUMMY pops in front of me and drops, I ain't stopping, I'm hungry NOT stopping til me and Bronson buddies and meet up every Monday for TAPAS, eating empanadas off mamas in cotton undies SPEEDDIALING Cudi, Nas, Miley, Batali soon as im DONE with sessions like i'm finna run some errands, pop when your coming .sh** til then I'll be running, bussing, and serving 'til SOMEONE other than his buds f**s with his wording, you heard it [Bridge] Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang [Verse 2] I sell pasta dishes hard to pronounce and PAIR em with Brunello di Montalcinos, spell that fu*k food recommendations from accounts, we GO and ask the locals, uninstall your Yelp app HELP that, last job I felt that I was held back QUIT, little bit of money underneath my belt strap I got friends that sell crack and chef white .but thanks to Chef White i don't gotta sell crack .my notepad and pack of pens is my pistol bu*tON down and apron is my 'fit, got a kitchen fulla COOKS, what they cooking is legit, by the fistful SERVING is my sh**, 'til the rap sh** official .the way I threw a football, sh** I was meant for state .showed up to practice with a thermos fulla fermented grapes .expensive taste but his pockets won't allow it, his FATHER left em, 16 years gone without him fu*k 'em, i said f** 'em f** 'em, uh, it goes like this, said [Chorus] I don't wanna drink no more, sometimes I hear DEATH knocking at my front door, I'm drinking every DAY, I'm in trouble, singles to doubles .another day another struggle [Bridge] Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang Owl Gang (it's the o w l) Owl Gang [Chorus] I don't wanna drink no more, sometimes I hear DEATH knocking at my front door, I'm drinking every DAY, I'm in trouble, singles to doubles .another day another struggle I don't wanna drink no more, sometimes I hear DEATH knocking at my front door, I'm drinking every DAY, I'm in trouble, singles to doubles .another day another struggle