Arcade E-Dubble

Verse 1:
Livin' life like minute by minute
Strong arm cynic
I pop eyes sans that spinach
Forearms big no tats bout business
Feelin' grown when I sip a glass of that Glenfiddich
Pronounce it right like an announcer might
Avoid missteps like a fuckin' towson fight
Cuz those cops like to lock you up and lose keys
Cipher in the cell police like who's he
I am- a lot less than what I strive for
Life stalled- but I got a lot to ride for
I know what truthfully holds the key
To my drive but my ride is rolling on e
And I don't feel a need to even fill my tank up
Life lookin bleek but I still say thank ya'
Cuz' all we got now is that fuckin' moment
Can't wait for great and you will not blow this
We live-

Chorus:
One day to the next day
No light living life in an arcade
Stop playing those games save that change
What you need a joystick for you are Pac Mayne
- runnin' circles, jumpin' hurdles
Playin' what you live but the real milk curdles
And that shit stinks, so stop drinkin' it
Can't you feel the lumps come on homey think a bit