Three Sheets to the Wind
Sage Francis: Sailing Through Life's Turbulence
Lyrics
Had one too many one way conversations
Engaged in numerous one-sided conversations
With the licky licky lord
With the divine or higher power
'till I grew a scissor tongue
Developed a sharp and critical tongue
And c-c-cut the cord
Ended a connection or relationship abruptly
Put the phone on the floor
Placed the phone down
Attach the wires in my head
Connected the mental wires
Took awhile to except that that line was dead
Took time to accept the end of the communication
Didn't ever wanna not live forever
Desire to live indefinitely
Didn't ever wanna not live forever
(Repetition of the desire for eternal life)
Didn't ever wanna not live forever
(Reiteration of the desire for eternal life)
Didn't ever wanna not not wanna live
Desire to live and not have any desire not to live
Didn't matter if the laughter didn't come after the bad joke,
Irrespective of outcomes, indifferent to consequences
If I was down with the filthy rich or flat broke,
Whether wealthy or impoverished
Accepted by the Aryans or black folk
Acceptance by different racial or ethnic groups
Cause I was carrying this weight until my back broke,
Bearing a heavy burden until physical or emotional collapse
Wasn't trying to be no hip hop god a raps goat
Not aspiring to be a legendary figure in hip hop
Shootin' to be a rock star like its my last hope
Aiming to become a rock star as a last resort
I ball in that pack of smokes do me in!
Risking one's life with self-destructive behavior
Graduatin' on the crack coc do me in!
Engaging in dangerous activities with drugs
Knocked of a paddle boat in the middle of the castle moat
Thrown off a paddle boat in a perilous situation
Kings men are yelling grab the rope!
Emergency situation with urgency in the castle moat
Three sheets to the wind three!
Intoxicated, completely inebriated
Three sheets to the wind!
(Reiteration of extreme intoxication)
I talk like a sailor my mother is one
Speaking boldly and bluntly like a sailor
That's why I got this sick sense of direction
Inherited a sense of navigation from a sailor mother
And my split tongue taught me how to go with the flow
Learned to adapt and go along with life's challenges
When the winds come curled up in a ball and tried to hide
Taking cover and protecting oneself when challenges arise
As I kicked them while the crew is gettin' piss drunk
Asserting dominance or control while others are intoxicated
I had to purify my own and drink up I had to save
Purifying oneself and saving resources in a difficult situation
And conserve recycle my salty words to keep the meat
Preserving and reusing one's own strong language
On my bones all business is served
Emphasizing the importance of personal matters or business
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