Silver - Beat Boy

{Chorus}
Well I'm a beat boy baby with a bucket of gin
The feeling’s complicated with a pocket of pills
I'm gonna meet my maker at the top of this hill
Go tell me a little bit about yourself

{Verse}
The markets going sour
I shouldn'ta done what I had did
I pay my lawyer by the hour
To tell me lies about a couple of things

{Chorus}
’Cause I'm a beat boy baby with a bucket of gin
The feeling's complicated with a pocket of pills
I'm gonna meet my maker at the top of this hill
Go tell me a little bit about yourself

{Verse 2}
Imported smoke was rolling
And I was holding like a reggae song
The cops are fusing me
Cause I refuse to speak
They said "Son you better come downtown"

{Chorus}
'Cause I'm a beat boy baby with a bucket of gin
The feeling's complicated with a pocket of pills
I'm gonna meet my maker at the top of this hill
Go tell me a little bit about yourself

{Verse 3}
Criminal recording session
And all was quiet in the house
Even though I was caught in possesion
There was no warrant to search my house

{Chorus}
Now I’m a free boy baby with a bucket of gin
The prosecutor walked away shaking her head
I’m gonna meet my lawyer at a bar instead
Go tell me a little bit about myself

'Cause I’m a beat boy baby with a bucket of gin
The feeling's complicated with a pocket of pills
I'm gonna meet my maker at the top of this hill
Go tell me a little bit about yourself