Art Morera – Ferry Tale Lyrics
Artist: Art Morera
Song: Ferry Tale
Put on a beat and black out like Its a funeral
Daily practice til like a preacher doin a few in a row
Please bury me inside of my van I’m sure there’s room below
Mobile studio with a leaky roof but at least the roots grow
Used to go to cemeteries for an afternoon stroll
Howl if the moon is full
Owls be like who? They knew it’s me though
Ghoulish Ethos
The flow is so otherworldly it’s pullin sheets off you hoes
Girls get possessive real early
Bullets can leavе a new hole don’t front
We see through you clеarly
This for the dearly departed
Beg your pardon it’s eerie
Break it down to particles merely
You’ll remain underground, pupils start getting teary
Homies Disheartened and weary
Coffins get harder to carry
With a chip on your shoulder
Widow goes in for a hug and he gets a good grip as he holds her
As they put shovel to dirt, mark your calendars
For you are dust and to dust you shall return
Bring coins for the Boat Man!
Wait I got ‘em brought ‘em packed
Forgot my marker I wanted to tag up the Broad Bottom Packet
I know this song is graphic but I swear the first thought I had when I passed away was Thank God I’m no longer caught in traffic!
Uh, water splashin like Grand Canyon rapids
Crossed this river a hundred times and still can’t map it
Aight I’m cappin, not a hundred somewhere ‘round there I think
Saw the nobodies I bodied? They’re still wandering the banks! (I’m on a boat!)
Should’ve put money where their mouth is
How I kill a beat, only Hades knows about this
Just had a show in the underworld and it was crowded
Back again tonight so that should tell you how I did
Hey Charon wanna hear a song?
I know you’ve been here too long
All my baggage made something weightless you can take this and carry on
Let us off at the other side and disappeared in the fog
Just like that the ferry was gone
Life is scary as hell
Death is a Ferry Tale
Life is scary as hell
Death is a Ferry Tale
Death is a Ferry Tale
Heard they found my flesh in an alley in Dallas Texas
Stiffer than calisthenics
Flew out my dentist to identify me by root canal forensics
Grim Reaper kissed my hand like an Italian chef
With a valiant effort we entered the valley of death
A special place in hell awaited for rappers that never made it
If gate keepers were more like Cerberus I’d be celebrated
Sorry I’m just a lil salty like Badwater Basin
Kendall died no teardrops on The Jabbawockeez faces
Now they’re just a rap zombies, brainless puppets with no Geppetto
I wonder if there’s a ghetto in the Asphodel meadows
Do narcissists follow trails of daffodil petals?
Galileo’s telescope can’t see out this hell hole
Aye, got a lighter? Oh wait I don’t need one right? Haha, you right
Life is scary as hell
Death is a Ferry Tale
I wonder if Charon was f#ckin with that joint I showed him, what you think?
He seems focused on his job
Hahaha
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Art Morera Lyrics – Ferry Tale
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From the album:
Death Valley [Explicit]
Release Year: 2022