Beats by Rudebwoay - No Substance lyrics

Verse 1: Top notch, High Cla** Outfit/Top dutch, fly women smoke weed. Friday night, city light, red light real excite. Not a salesman but she sell stuff. Two puffs, necessarry. Banger look, Halle Berry is the nickname. Well known as Rick James, she smokes c**aine, swallow complains, hiding feelings in her brain No anger/get kroners. Hit bangers/ and moaners. Clean men/ and stoners. Nice men/ and loners. Giving them bo*ers/living a boneless, life with no substance. Girls go good mood, six bottles of heineken. Africans with huge b**bs, dicks or as casuals say; Many men been paying them with house rent numbers/In the weekend going low-pants like plumbers Hook" I get lifted up" Verse 2: He flees when it is dark, under a tree in the park. Noisy, not like "T In The Park" or like me in the park. Sits with a sick dog wich barks, body full of scars. Bag full of stolen new energy choclate bars, nickname Lars, aware of police cars. Wearing jeans that stink, body full of ink. Too paranoid to blink, too influenced to think. Takes a sip of gin, feeling like a king, feeling like a win as he sins. Feeling like the boss as he toss the syringe shot, liquid drops. Stares at the change in the cup, but it is no change in the cup, it is no change in the cup. Life with no substance Hook "I get lifted up" Verse 3: Two lost souls in a elevator trying to get as high as possible. Elevator at top, doors won't up. They had some friends but lost them all, banging on the floor like a basketball. The aroma and results of alcohol is too much, elevator drops, escalating, accelrating. Mind flops, and they stay high as fock No anger/get kroners. Hit bangers/ and moaners. Clean men/ and stoners. Nice men/ and loners. Giving them bo*ers/living a boneless, life. Hard times, they freeze. Struggles the double, so they can be please. Life with no substance Hook "I get lifted up" Rights reserved Casam Arne Marius Sletvik