Dive Down - Schaffer The Darklord

Guess who’s back, back in black.

Wait, don’t tell me, I know this one.

That Jackass Cracker with the Half-assed rap

Oh, that half crap.

A few months back

I caught his unfunny act, in fact I asked for my money back.

I heard he had a heart attack, trapped under an avalanche

Strapped into an ambulance and crashed into a cadillac.

I head he cracked his back and had a cast and that was that.

But Zack says he’s back, so where’s he at.

I’m in the Back of the dive bar

My stars brightening like lightning

and tight like Mylar

On fire like the pilot light slow

and if I drove batman would bum a ride in my car

And tonight, I’m feeling inspired.

I arrive kinda fried, now I’m wild and wired

I’m admired by lyres, sires, fryers and buyers

who won’t retire, expire.

oh my now I’m tired

Everybody is working for the weekend and,

when it comes hit the pub suds drink a man.

Keep drinking till you see the ceiling spinning and

no blinking, no thinking, no sinking feeling and

that’s where you’ll find me, sitting alone;

on my own.

playing tetris on my cellular phone

Downloading tones, and dropping corones

Dropping bones in the box, so I can rock the Ramones

Alright, it’s friday night and I might

find a nice little sight, where I can write

by the light of a miller light sign, and I’m so alive

I like the (Night life)

that’s right (Prize Fight)

it’s on tonight

And I’m hunting for a little hole, in which I might dive.

And with that we reach the end of the first verse.

should have heard the verse I wrote first, it was much worse.

It was all about a nurse, full of curse words

would have been funny had laughing gas been dispersed

What ever happened to that kid that sat in the back

writing raps on napkins

well he’s backing next to the

while you’re trying to find sex high on ecstasy

And he still scribbles rhymes.

Co-prescribed in his mind

Describing the times, when he was feeling fine killing time.

With a pint or nine, sometimes wine

But you’ll never see him drop a dime on a drink with a lime

You might find him boring, got no time for him

Ignore him, hit the dance flooring

If he isnt playing pool, then he’s taking your stool

At the bar so he Isn’t quite as far from the pouring

And he’s never making much of a scene

but he';

s a pinball wizard on the touch machine