Thursday Songtext
von Home Brew

Yeah it was me, Haz, Lucky Lance, Lewi, Silk and Dr Seuss
Hittin′ trees, kickin' frees, drunk off the juice
Sittin′ swappin' truths like dudes who got the blues
While the neighbours shoutin' "Turn
It down, I′m tryna watch the news!"
Started tellin′ my bro Haz I'm tryna stop the booze
It′s bad for me like Macaé and Clark's is with the chocolate mousse
He′s like "What's the use? Fuck it, what have we got to lose?"
I′m like "You're right, what was I thinkin'
About? Let′s get a box of brews"
He said he′s got some loot, I pulled a couple two's out
Gotta choose now, who′s down to cruise down to Foodtown?
Ha, fuck it we'll all go
Only problem is that, by the time we walk home, they′re won't though
Tryna tell my bro Lewi "Hey, don′t drink them all bro"
But that guy does everything fast, all he does is walk slow
'Cause last time we were drinkin', lyin′ in the shack He took the bike to get some smokes, ended up lyin′ on his back
In the middle of the road, then a van ran him over
Still he's a drunk, nicotine fiendin′ stoner
Anyway, Haz was cuttin' Bobby Womack
We just got back from Foodtown, thinkin′ we should go back
'Cause everyone was so rapt, nobody to moan at
You know that buzz that can′t be captured with no Kodak
A night without no scrap, and everyone's like "Don't gab"
But none of that old wack, yo what with the microphone crap?
Just kickin′ raps we wrote, rhymin′ with no flashy quotes
And freestylin' ′bout normal life, with average folks
Crackin' up at Haz and Daz crackin′ jokes
Lance was like "Lewi bro, go get us a pack of smokes"
Yeah it was all love, wasn't a beef there
Wasn′t nobody givin' a mean stare, cheap gear that we wear
Just makin' memories, with their mates and cheap beer