Dope new single from D-Sisive, marking his official return. Produced by The Arkeologists.
“After a 2 year hibernation, I woke up in a world completely foreign to the one I fell asleep in. The air is cleaner. Accents are thicker. Fabrics are brighter. Bullets are plastic. Bologna is free range.
Will this new world accept my wet boots, grey hair and wrinkles? Well, the old one rejected my cheap moustache, glasses and winter hats, soooo… Fuck it.”
xxoo
Slob God
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Lyrics:
Today was the day when the drugs stopped working
The buzz disappeared to feed pigeons in the park
Blindfolded
Trying to find religion in the dark
Slob…
God blocked me on Facebook
I woke up with morning breath that could kill a zombie
Stronger than a gorilla
Rest in peace to Harambe
Dick out to get the piss out
Empty, awake and driven
Grabbed a can of Pepsi and ended racism
Grabbed two beef patties and filled the microwave with them
Then waited a minute
My brain started singing…
Today is gonna be the day that they’re gonna throw it back to you
I don’t believe in anybody
I don’t believe in anybody
I don’t believe in anybody
What’s anybody?
Fuck anybody
I loved anybody
I hugged anybody
I wanted anybody to hold hands and sing happy songs by Massari
Karl Wolf and Marianas Trench and Hedley
Sip Pepsi from Mother Theresa’s tits
Now all I do is wonder where the Reaper is
So he can pierce is scythe deep in you piece of shits
If Jesus forgives
I’m playing Jenga in the basement with Satan
Listening to…
Today is the greatest day…
And I’m the greatest
Yet I’m 37 trying to break in
I’m pathetic and humiliating
I remember being signed by EMI
At the desk of the president
Telling him I want to blow up like Kardinal
He pointed at a framed photograph of planet Earth hanging from his wall
I said – Cool, so what?
He said – Blow up?
Compared to that, Kardinal’s a sand castle on the beach
At the time, Kardinal was Canada to me
Sadly, I learned Canada was nothing but wet sand
Packed in a red bucket bought at Dollarama, dumped out at Wasaga Beach
Waking up to that was a tragedy to me
Slob
The point he was making was think Global
If NBC’s the king…why think Global?
This was way before Akon and Dangerous
This is not an insult, so don’t go and take it as one
And if you do, I don’t care
I’m done caring
Done treating pioneers like they was parents
When I started, other rappers couldn’t care less
Nobody predicted this white nerd from Northcliffe
Would double lap canuck rap
You didn’t want him in
Fast forward
You still ignore instead of honor him
So now I fight in a war that I don’t want to win
I don’t want beats that bite 40
I don’t want to sing
I’d rather jump off instead of walk the bridge
And that’s the only way I’ll fall off
How many fucking verses do I gotta spit
To drill the fact that I’m the illest in your braindead…
Chef Boyardee, Beefaroni, Brendan Fraser, Rick Moranis…
Moronic heads…
Slob Opera