How could I ever stop? My position is missionary, I finish on top and while you’re relaxin’, I take action Guinness world record, I beat it, Michael Jackson Never stop, I workaholic I spit sweat splatter Jackson Pollock but I’m not an artist, I just work the hardest I beat it to a pulp, just ask Jarvis
Studio to studio, I drink juice, produce tons of new shit, like a booty hole show to show, full throttle, backstage, no models, no bathroom, I piss in a bottle
And after the show a lot of autographs, man, music is a joke I try not to laugh I just try to enjoy the grind my position? Doggy, I come from behind
Underground, underdog, underrated under stress, under pressure, under-appreciated man, this is war where careers get killed and thats not a metaphor, like
My mindset is military, like My attitude is Hitchcock, very scary persistence, instincts, Go the distance, prove my existence
Thats why I never stop Cause its not Chilly, its Lily, who makes really clever pop I just do it in a different way I’m kind of sort of indirect – ricochet,
Chilly like Pinochet, I don’t make hits, I take risks and make flops like floppy disks I still stay professional and not sloppy I try to be original, not a photocopy
Can’t stop, wont stop Harder, faster better stronger, I listen to the robots I’m still doing things, so don’t cue the strings, It ain’t over ’til Beth Ditto sings
So how could I ever quit My position? Don’t fuck with me – celibate Groupie go home, you can find another guy man, music is a joke, I try not to cry
Sounds crazy, but the underground’s lazy Maybe just a bunch of big babies and they’re crying till they’re on the guest-list , then they puke at 6 am – English breakfast
See I always hatch a new scheme No room for a club or a pub in my routine I don’t judge you if you’re part of a true scene but me ? I could be anywhere – blue screen
At the Grammys getting nominated or trying to be a piano playing Larry David flirting with rap, workin’ for Birkin behind your favourite singer I just might be lurkin’
And I’m certain when they close the curtains my life will be a B-movie shot by Tim Burton and if I lack authenticity remember authenticity is often shitty
So please, no pity, You can never melt this ice-cold heart between my two titties cause what’s life but a board game? and if you play the game then you’re never bored with more of the same What’s life but a competition You know my name, I am – bitten I never stop