What More Can I Say by HJJ Lyrics
[Verse 1]
What more can I say
Man I fucked up I pushed my luck
I've been down in the dumps
But I jumped back up
And I couldn't have done it without a bunch of love
And I shouldn't have done all the things I said I never would
But I'm here and I'm dealing with it
I'm still reeling lyrics and I hope your feeling this shit
I've been stealing glimpses of the life I'm dreaming to live
I've been fearing demons that I've been breeding within
Nine times in ten you are your own worst enemy
Guilt will weigh heavily
Still pain in the memories
Still prophetic relics are erected as the centrepiece
And no one wants to say the name of our enemy
One time in ten it's an idea that is poisonous
Violent silent tyrants making puppets out of all of us
I wish it wasn't true
And wasn't on the news
Spun out as a story used as a propoganda tool
Fucks sake mate
These days I'm so cynical
Cut the crap and deal with that like every individual
We're all maintaining day-to-day
On a pay to pay escapade
Pretending fretting wretched kretins are all getting in our way
But it's all a joke
Throw in the towel and be a nihilist
I insist the path to happiness is when you just don't give a shit
I tried it and trust me if you can live in the moment
And think hangovers are a myth
Then your evenings can be golden
But it gets you nowhere in the long run son
Want to be the don Jon gotta be properly on one
Life ain't sweet like a strawberry Bon Bon
Gotta non conform don’t stop until the song done
Word to Rick fury you're never wrong son
You ain't get down with the North East sound
You know we got a problem
I’m repping East Boldon to London
My flows are abundant
Spit fire like a dragon in my dungeon
[Chorus]
What more can I say to you
What more can I say to you
[Verse 2]
What more can I say
I hit rock bottom and I just kept dropping
Man I got a lot of problems
Really not that many options
I ain’t stopping jotting
Little nothings till I’m rotting in a coffin
I’m a boffin with a problem
You’re right I’m a wrong'un
The troubles they kept following
The pill I kept on swallowing
It’s hollow in the shell
But I’m the ghost that kept on hollering
The most they ever offered him
Was fight or flight or sink or swim
Or Nothing he could profit from
He properly had to think again
What more can I say
He was the beast he was asleep he lay
Quiet in his dungeon
Till the rumble shook his guts awake
And now that he’s alive he’s Frankenstein
And shit he still don’t play
The alchemist eternal soul
Will always stay awake
Don’t say there ain’t another way
To spare a soul today
The bones you break won’t go away
And know they make the Boulder quakes
And I don’t know no other way
I’m on my rollerblades
The flows still golden molten in my wake
Vesuvius erupts today
Whatever it’s going to take
I rip it at in incredible rate
Leave an indelible trace
The rest are getting left in a terrible way
You’re not wavy your the wake
The tide has turned on trends today
You better take me to your leaders
Mate or find another way
I search eternal for the words
And all the burning of the herds
Is the sacrifice we have to make
To get the journals heard
From the slums and to the burbs
Until you're laying in a hearse
The world is his and hers
If you can only break the curse
[Chorus]
What more can I say to you
What more can I say to you
What more can I say
Man I fucked up I pushed my luck
I've been down in the dumps
But I jumped back up
And I couldn't have done it without a bunch of love
And I shouldn't have done all the things I said I never would
But I'm here and I'm dealing with it
I'm still reeling lyrics and I hope your feeling this shit
I've been stealing glimpses of the life I'm dreaming to live
I've been fearing demons that I've been breeding within
Nine times in ten you are your own worst enemy
Guilt will weigh heavily
Still pain in the memories
Still prophetic relics are erected as the centrepiece
And no one wants to say the name of our enemy
One time in ten it's an idea that is poisonous
Violent silent tyrants making puppets out of all of us
I wish it wasn't true
And wasn't on the news
Spun out as a story used as a propoganda tool
Fucks sake mate
These days I'm so cynical
Cut the crap and deal with that like every individual
We're all maintaining day-to-day
On a pay to pay escapade
Pretending fretting wretched kretins are all getting in our way
But it's all a joke
Throw in the towel and be a nihilist
I insist the path to happiness is when you just don't give a shit
I tried it and trust me if you can live in the moment
And think hangovers are a myth
Then your evenings can be golden
But it gets you nowhere in the long run son
Want to be the don Jon gotta be properly on one
Life ain't sweet like a strawberry Bon Bon
Gotta non conform don’t stop until the song done
Word to Rick fury you're never wrong son
You ain't get down with the North East sound
You know we got a problem
I’m repping East Boldon to London
My flows are abundant
Spit fire like a dragon in my dungeon
[Chorus]
What more can I say to you
What more can I say to you
[Verse 2]
What more can I say
I hit rock bottom and I just kept dropping
Man I got a lot of problems
Really not that many options
I ain’t stopping jotting
Little nothings till I’m rotting in a coffin
I’m a boffin with a problem
You’re right I’m a wrong'un
The troubles they kept following
The pill I kept on swallowing
It’s hollow in the shell
But I’m the ghost that kept on hollering
The most they ever offered him
Was fight or flight or sink or swim
Or Nothing he could profit from
He properly had to think again
What more can I say
He was the beast he was asleep he lay
Quiet in his dungeon
Till the rumble shook his guts awake
And now that he’s alive he’s Frankenstein
And shit he still don’t play
The alchemist eternal soul
Will always stay awake
Don’t say there ain’t another way
To spare a soul today
The bones you break won’t go away
And know they make the Boulder quakes
And I don’t know no other way
I’m on my rollerblades
The flows still golden molten in my wake
Vesuvius erupts today
Whatever it’s going to take
I rip it at in incredible rate
Leave an indelible trace
The rest are getting left in a terrible way
You’re not wavy your the wake
The tide has turned on trends today
You better take me to your leaders
Mate or find another way
I search eternal for the words
And all the burning of the herds
Is the sacrifice we have to make
To get the journals heard
From the slums and to the burbs
Until you're laying in a hearse
The world is his and hers
If you can only break the curse
[Chorus]
What more can I say to you
What more can I say to you