Serengeti - Glassell Park Lyrics
I was the happiest man in Glassell ParkDarkIce life, nine coldChopped from a door mind holdForgot all the timeSince I bought these cloaksAnd waste band belt ropesI can't really speak unless I'm dreamin' of EliseWho gives a shit when you're blitzed all the time, foolThis shit wears thinLike staying in an inn poolI was feeling cleanLike I built a limousineAnd bought a little ketamine to dreamI was the happiest man in Glassell ParkDivorced is the new weddingStop is the new startLL and Art ? hit me on the backboneCall you on the grunk four and meet you in the dingdomeMetaphor rap manTired last rap clanHang it upIt's not enoughTo wake up on a night standThe happiest man near Glassell Parks, lakesSit on the couchWatch a movieEat a whole cakeA nice rom comSet in a southern stateTwist it with a pimper towelParmesan spaghetti plateThe happiest man in Glassell ParkIn history...