David Adams - The Scared and Greedy ft. O.D
Album: Collision
By: David Adams
By: David Adams
Duration
2:56
Genres
Description
I wrote this song to bring out what goes on in my life. All of my music is based on true and current situations I've witnessed or have went through personally. I am the stone the builder refused but I will never give up until my talents are witnessed by the world.
Lyrics
The Scared and Greedy ft. O.D Written/Guitar by David Adams (intro) - In a Deep voice - David Adams Yeah.. I think.. They don't care at all. Rather you're trying to survive or if you are the law. We still have to make.. It some way or another. Even if we have to hate and fuck over each other. Verse 1 - In a eerie voice. - David Adams What surrounds me, I see the trouble they are going through. Too many, in this place. Deaths are never just a few. You got the scared, the greedy. And people who live it simple and don't give a fuck. Having to earn money not the honest way. These people go out of their way and depend on luck. (Drug Deal) Person 1 - David Adams "Hey man you still got that gram? Can I pick that shit up tonight? Could I get it fronted. I'll get it back to you man I'll make it right. Just text me back or call my cell." Person 2 - O.D "Okay, okay." Person 1 - David Adams "We'll trade that off or whatever, well?" Person 2 - O.D "Yeah well look, See I got that covered. I need money anyways. We're getting low on food and I got bills to pay. Yo, meet me later and I'll have all that shit weighed out. Do I still owe you for them things? Wait, I lost count." [[Breaking glass and crying baby.]] Person 2 - O.D I don't fucking have anything! All's I want is one more mother fucking pill! And you don't do shit! You don't fucking listen to me! I don't have money! I can't pay the bills! I don't even have a fucking car! I can't get a fucking job. I can't get shit! And it's all because of you! I want more of this shit! Because it's my shit! It's my shit! You don't understand what it's like to be me! [Person 2's wife - Female Vocalist] You fucking think this is hard? You don't know even know what fucking hard is! You don't take care of the baby! [Person 2 - O.D] Fuck you! [Person 2's wife - Female Vocalist] You don't help me with the fucking house! What the hell.. [Person 2 - O.D] Fuck you! [Person 2's wife - Female Vocalist] Do you do?! Nothing you white piece of trash! [[Gun Shot]] Verse 2 In a eerie voice - David Adams Their obsessions. Small things.. (Person 2's Dead Wife - Female Vocalist singing in background) [David Adams continuing as female vocals feel background] ..to change the mind. On the dresser, things that you crave that make you feel fine. Achievements, things that help you cope. You shot down a murderer you had to sling some dope. The man that did lose his daughter has to stay high. To keep reality from cutting like a knife. [Outro - News Report]
