From the recording Before the Plague
Oscar Bernal - drms
Molly Young - bass
Patrick McLaughlin - gtr
Raul - gtr, vcls
Lyrics
Living On Butter Street
Tony serving up satan, hittin' licks on the avenue
Tracy got him wrapped up tightly, in a twenty dollar bill she do
Another ho, down on the corner
Got a dime woman got the time
Then she'll put herself in for a minute
"Cause the rush is gonna make her feel fine
Gotta have it, everybody gotta have it
Life's sweet when you living on butter street
G Sharp, cruisin' the hood
Lookin' phat in his black Cadillac
Looking for his cat gathering paper
"Cause you know that it is all about that
Hard earned, easily burned
Come on in with it and put yourself straight
Trading devils for dollars
Anytime, don't you know we open late
Gotta have it...
You think a crash will keep him away
But you will never rest again in your bed
Satan come in visions of butter shots
Dancing all around in your head
Come quick, I think I'm sick
Someone get this dog's teeth out of my calf
But don't ask me to explain it
It's just something that I gotta have
Pocket full of garbage, mouth full of shit
Never mind the talk, man, just give me a hit
"Cause I don't want to think about it
Stuck on stupid, such a dumb vice
Not the kind of trap you'd get caught in twice
Yeah, right
The more I think, the less I smile
Just let me sleep for a little while
"Cause I don't want to think about it
I don't want to think about it...
written by : Keviin Jones and raul c. 2017 RaulSongs, llc (BMI)