Brooks Buford Backpack-N-Eldorado Lyrics
            Age zero in Alabama
            On wire road in a camper
            Son of a sad mom and a genius with bad grammar
            Moved to Atlanta
            Drivin' down Buford in a Pontiac
            Pops was all that
            Sat me off in the back with Jim and Jack
            Knew I'd grow up to be him
            By the time I was 12 drinkin' vodka and gin
            Throwin' rocks on the interstate
            Thinkin' it was all great
            When I finally met that white girl
            Things started to break
        
            Bridge:
            Darkness mayhem I start to swayin'
            4 days up and I start decayin'
            Filthy, stinky, drinkin', invadin' homes
            Lookin' for what I'm fadin'
        
            Chorus:
            High poison arrow
            with a backpack and an eldorado
            High poison arrow and U betta look up
            cuz U know that I'm comin' down
        
            Got outta rehab in the spring
            Started doin my thing
            Had been to hell twice and I was only 17
            Managed to stay sober
            Hustle and get over
            fell in love, got played
            Heart got mowed over
            Had to start takin' meds
            Somethin' wrong with my head
            Turnin' into my momma layin' off in the bed
            A 6-year time lapse
            Good times and raps
            Got me a new girl and headed for relapse
        
            My stinkin', thinkin', on the brink and drinkin'
            You wanna argue and bicker
            You might as well put my mouth to the liquor
            You want it, let's start it
            You want psychotic, you got it
            Don't be neurotic, to hell with logic
            I'll show you idiotic
        
            I grab the keys up off the table
            Told my girl another fable
            Said I be right back, sugar
            Jumped in the ride and called the dealer
            Cuz there ain't nobody realer
            When you need that sack, cracker
            Give me four of the good stuff and free my soul
            Give me three of the bad, I put the rest in my bowl
            If I'm lyin', I'm flyin'
            Get busy livin' or busy dyin'
            I'm dizzy from Carolina
            To Georgia the sun shinin'
        
            Back in the hospital rainin' May
            Don't worry 'bout me I'll be okay
            Same ol' song, different day
            Why do I even try?
            Another 28 days I'll be goin' away
            Don't worry 'bout me I'll be okay
            Same ol' song, different day
            Tell mama not to cry
        
            Mainline the sky
            Gone.
        
            Chorus
        
            You think I wanna be domesticated?
            What am I? a cat?
            You think that maybe you could just take a couple of seconds off my back
            You want to scream and cry
            Can't you see that I'm tryin' real hard not to get high?
            What you want me to die?
        
            High, poison arrow
            And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down
        
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