pardonmygibberish:

Bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water
Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape
Probably shouldn’t be driving, it just got so much harder
Can’t even see straight, I can’t even see it straight
Uh, fuck with me, I buy the shots
Live a little, cause niggas die a lot, and lie a lot
But I’m the truth — that’s right, I fucking said it
The living proof that you ain’t gotta die to get to heaven
You girl, you right there, you look like you like this shit
How’d I know, how’d I know? That’s me on some psychic shit
I can tell a lie if you ask me my whereabouts
But I might talk that real if you ask me what I care about
Rap and bitches, rappin’ bitches, bitches
And rappin’, rappin’ and bitches until all of it switches
I swear, it’s been two years since somebody asked me who I was
I’m the greatest man, I said that before I knew I was
That’s what’s important, what really happened before this
When me and my crew was all about this rapper from New Orleans
Singing “walking like a man, finger on the trigger
I got money in my pocket, I’m a uptown nigga, ah”
With fame on my mind, my girl on my nerves
I was pushing myself to get something that I deserve
That was back in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I’m getting back to my ways

People always ask how I got my nice things
Take my crown to the grave, I’m an underground king
I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told
Cause I’m down to spend whatever, lately I’ve been on a roll
And I do it for the city, cause you know the city love a nigga
Do it for the city (UGK, fuck these other niggas)

Sometimes I need that romance, sometimes I need that pole dance
Sometimes I need that stripper that’s gon’ tell me that she don’t dance
Tell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound good
Do me like the women from my town would
Leather with that woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood floors
Talking all the good things, that’s all I’m really good for
Memphis, Tennessee no, see I start to go deep back
And Ridge Crest with my seat back with Yo Gotti and E-Mack
And these niggas got them diamonds glowing in they mouth
And they rockin’ furs like it’s snowing in the south
And every pretty girl tell me that’s the shit that she like
So why am I in class if this is who I’m trying to be like
So I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to fade
As soon I realize that turning papers in won’t get me paid
And if I don’t do nothing, I’mma ball
I’m counting all day like a clock on the wall
Yeah, I need that, making major changes to the life I’m living
I had no choice, I had to prove I made the right decisions
That was back in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I’m getting back to my ways

People always ask how I got my nice things
Take my crown to the grave, I’m an underground king
I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told
Cause I’m down to spend whatever, lately I’ve been on a roll
And I do it for the city, cause you know the city love a nigga
Do it for the city (UGK, fuck these other niggas)

Listening to Drake brings back those feelings I’d thought I’d let go of.

It’s like I was addicted to the idea of someone. Enjoyed the attention he gave more then who he was. I loved him but I wanted us to have a chance at working more than I wanted him. In the end I just had to let it all go. But I still get a tight feeling in my chest whenever experience something I know he’s connected to. The only relief is deep breathing.

Mistake No. 1

“

And I didn’t believe them
When they called you
A hurricane thundercloud

The Antlers - Kettering (via lololoza)
teslasdeathrays: let’s see some last.fm 3x3s… it’s been a very Antlers based week http://www.tapmusic.net/lastfm/
“

You want to climb up the stairs
I want to push you back down
But I let you inside
So you can push me around

If I leave before you
And I walk out alone
Keep your hands to yourself
When you follow me home

I don’t want love
I don’t want love

The Antlers , I Don’t Want Love (via lololoza)

0000001010:

You made me sleep all uneven
And I didn’t believe them
When they told me that there
Was no saving you.

why.

Weekly Top Ten: Still Getting Caught Up Edition

simon-grey:

My ten most listened-to artists for the week ending 8-26-12:

  1. Lupe Fiasco (46 plays)
  2. The Antlers (28 plays)
  3. Beirut (26 plays)
  4. M83 (14 plays)
  5. Mates of State (11 plays)
  6. Coyote Theory (11 plays)
  7. The Big Pink (9 plays)
  8. Why? (6 plays)
  9. Girls (6 plays)
  10. Mr Hudson (4 plays)
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so there’s no open doors, and there’s no way to get though, there’s no other witnesses, just us two. there’s two people living in one small room, from your two half-families tearing at you, two ways to tell the story, no one worries, two silver rings on our fingers in a hurry, two people talking inside your brain, two people believing that i’m the one to blame, two different voices coming out of your mouth, while i’m too cold to care and too sick to shout.

the antlers, hospice — two. (via tonguetied-terrified)