Up Wasted

04/28/2023 Click here for Spotify, Apple Music, or Youtube. “Up Wasted” is my 41st official release. This is party rap to play when you're getting wasted. Keeping the party theme from last week’s release this song also endorses alcohol consumption along with weed.

I don’t drink, and if I do it’s definitely not hard liquor. I say it best in “Paliperidone” from this month's EP. “I don’t drink unless it’s beer, and unless it’s weed I don’t inhale.” Now I wanna just get high and chat but I used to rage when I party. Still, that doesn’t mean I don’t wanna make music for my fans that want to get wasted. In the song, I intentionally try to talk about things that are messed up. I also intentionally made this song to be performed at casinos.

This was recorded, mixed, and mastered by Sam Peters at La Luna recordings in Kalamazoo Michigan. The beat is from Keyano, and the cover art is made by xoxodesigns from fiverr.

You can see me talk about this blog post from last Sunday Update here:

Lyrics:

Go go go go go go go crazy

Go go go go go go go go crazy

You know I got that sound that’s, fucked up wasted

Everybody holla back that’s, fucked up wasted

Another night in club get’n, fucked up wasted

We back on the dance floor, fucked up wasted

You know I got that sound that’s, fucked up wasted

Everybody holla back that’s, fucked up wasted

Another night in club get’n, fucked up wasted

We back on the dance floor, fucked up wasted

Dabotchery I love it

Everybody put ya cups up

This an example of what good drugs did

Roll it up roll it up roll it up roll it

Thank marijuana for the rhythm and the focus

Got a tolerance so moderation won’t leave me over-dose’n

How I really feel is Nicki’s “Pills and Potions”

Gi’me that weed and liquor

And you’ll see the decisions

Of a cool capricious

Smooth individual

At least that’s what I’ll go and tell myself

Until one day I go to rock the bells

They hate my sound and yell out loud

“Eric you suck, get the hell out now”

I still won’t listen, I’ll annoy um with my writtens

If you tell people how they hate my depictions

I’ll tell’em to ‘eat my shorts’ like Bart Simpson did

and make chilli from their parents like Cartman did

Just cuz you don’t recognize talent

Doesn’t, mean I don’t got none

I keep it hot like hot ones

Stay focused and I got love

Get’n drunk and saucy

Not care’n what costs me

As long as the beer is frothy

I’ll be around for the party

You know I got that sound that’s, fucked up wasted

Everybody holla back that’s, fucked up wasted

Another night in club get’n, fucked up wasted

We back on the dance floor, fucked up wasted

You know I got that sound that’s, fucked up wasted

Everybody holla back that’s, fucked up wasted

Another night in club get’n, fucked up wasted

We back on the dance floor, fucked up wasted

I’m like Ludacris cuz I got vices vices

Throw it back girl, let’s see what the dice says

Red or black, which one’s it gonna land at

You gonna take the bet or stop and stand back?

Shake it off, shake it off, shake it off, shake it

This the real world honey dreams can’t pay it

Figuring Arithmetic a prerequisite foundation

They cap when they rap and their tactics basic

You know me, wanna be Nouveau riche

So I’m about my business, like cash flow from streams

But I ain’t got a Gs, no money, or no papers,

Plus I’m a sadist, a repeated mental escape

I’m joking, I don’t wanna go back

I’m crazy, not smoking crack

You can find me at the casino, take’n bets

Rhyme’n on stage and play’n a set cuz

You know I got that sound that’s, fucked up wasted

Everybody holla back that’s, fucked up wasted

Another night in club get’n, fucked up wasted

We back on the dance floor, fucked up wasted

You know I got that sound that’s, fucked up wasted

Everybody holla back that’s, fucked up wasted

Another night in club get’n, fucked up wasted

We back on the dance floor, fucked up wasted

Fucked up wasted

Fucked up wasted