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)