Factotum - Intellectual

Intro)

Factotum... (Maybe You'll Be Famous When You're Dead)

Factotum...

Verse)

Backstroking through factotum/

Searching for a diamond in the rough except my hand’s broken/

Yeah, I stand up that’s the damn slogan/

28 years approaching Old Man Logan/

Uh, sponsored by the liquor store/

Think it heals me but in fact it makes me bitter more/

Walking home, mind wanders through the sycamores/

Wrestling with demons left my face all Mickey Rourked/

Nah, I ain’t special, 38 reasons why to dance with the devil/

Minus 2 got enough chambers, taste the metal/

I’m just a junkie, judging God and what he peddle/

Cut the breaks, uh, my plate’s full but my stomach ain’t/

World’s passing by, I didn’t catch the number plates/

Locked down, stressed out, but my money’s safe/

You only tired if you’ve won the race, factotum...

Hook)

Factotum...

Verse)

What it is, is what it isn’t/

Searching for surrender in a blizzard/

Hell is hotter in the kitchen, smell it as it simmers/

The lord giveth but he takes away when he delivers/

My food’s cold, the game is sold not told and doubt is two-fold/

Squeezing every penny, all I have is fool’s gold/

Keep a card up my sleeve, I’m yelling Uno/

Rock bottom digging up a new low/

What you know, uh, ain’t nothing if you claim wise/

The grass is greener on the safe side/

Still I’m seeing grey skies through jade eyes/

Til the scene change, jack of all trades, clocking in for keepsakes/

The neighbourhood cheap skate/

Line of credit for the sweepstakes/

Here’s a helping hand for the clean break/

Hear the snap, take the flesh, give me quarter back/

I’ll use the bone to sign the autograph, factotum

Hook)

Factotum...

Outro)

MYBFWYD (An Entelechy Production)