Slow Roll
The Low Life Lyrics


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I gotta get going

Or I'm gonna be late

No such thing as a clean slate

No pay raise for second place
Slap in my face

Take all I've got, but you want more

I stripped my soul like some street whore

But my true stuffs good down to the core

But what for?

Roll slow

Living with the weight of the world by my side

Got no place to go

Doing what I do everyday to get by

Sometimes I should give up

When I don't give a fuck

I'm the kinda guy that will never call it quits

Sold my ford to pay the rent

A dollar saved is one hundred spent

Got no booze so I can't get lit

Same old shit

Girl left me a year ago

She said in bed I fucked too slow

Stole my dog, the dog snatchin' ho

His name was Stoney

Roll slow

Living with the weight of the world by my side

Got no place to go

Doing what I do everyday to get by

Sometimes I should give up

When I don't give a fuck

I'm the kinda guy that will never call it quits

Times like these you'd think I'd do things for me

You'd think I'd get off my knees instead of trying to appease

Look at me I got my hands on my knees

I got my ass in the breeze

Catchin', some damn disease

Quietly I'll get back onto my feet

Open my eyes to see

And do my best to succeed

Patiently I'll climb back up to the street

And get back all that I need

Starting first with Stoney

So what do you know

It's time to go

Looking for my pot of gold,

Hide it here

Find it there

It's in the basement way down stairs

Trying to make my grass a little greener

Trying to make my wine a little sweeter

Trying to grit my teeth a little meaner,

It's all about the mood,





Show me your...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Low Life's song Slow Roll depict the struggles and hardships of a person who is trying to make ends meet in their daily life. The lines "I gotta get going, Or I'm gonna be late, No such thing as a clean slate" set the tone of the song, emphasizing the sense of urgency that the person feels to keep going and not fall behind. The next lines, "No pay raise for second place, Slap in my face, Take all I've got, but you want more" convey the frustration and sense of injustice that the person experiences. The line "But my true stuff's good down to the core, But what for?" suggests that despite the difficulties, the person has something valuable to offer but wonders if it is worth it.


The chorus "Roll slow, Living with the weight of the world by my side, Got no place to go, Doing what I do everyday to get by, Sometimes I should give up, When I don't give a fuck, I'm the kinda guy that will never call it quits" reinforces the idea of the person persisting despite the obstacles and the lack of support. The verse about the girl leaving him and taking his dog, "Girl left me a year ago, She said in bed I fucked too slow, Stole my dog, the dog snatchin' ho, His name was Stoney" adds a personal and emotional dimension to the song, showing the person's vulnerability and pain.


The last verse "Trying to make my grass a little greener, Trying to make my wine a little sweeter, Trying to grit my teeth a little meaner, It's all about the mood, Show me your..." is open-ended, leaving the final word unsaid. This can be interpreted as a call to the listener to fill in the blank, to show what they have to offer, to connect and support each other.


Line by Line Meaning

I gotta get going
I need to leave now


Or I'm gonna be late
Or else I will be late


No such thing as a clean slate
It's impossible to start anew without any past mistakes


No pay raise for second place
You won't be rewarded for being second best


Slap in my face
It's an insult to me


Take all I've got, but you want more
Someone took everything from me, but they still want more


I stripped my soul like some street whore
I bared my innermost self like a prostitute


But my true stuff's good down to the core
But my real self is still valuable


But what for?
But why bother?


Roll slow
Move slowly


Living with the weight of the world by my side
I feel burdened with the problems of the world


Got no place to go
I have nowhere to go


Doing what I do everyday to get by
I'm doing whatever it takes to survive every day


Sometimes I should give up
There are times I feel like quitting


When I don't give a fuck
When I don't care anymore


I'm the kinda guy that will never call it quits
I will never give up


Sold my ford to pay the rent
I sold my car to pay the rent


A dollar saved is one hundred spent
Saving a dollar isn't worth it because you'll spend more later


Got no booze so I can't get lit
I have no alcohol so I can't get drunk


Same old shit
Nothing ever changes


Girl left me a year ago
My girlfriend left me a year ago


She said in bed I fucked too slow
She complained that I wasn't good in bed


Stole my dog, the dog snatchin' ho
Someone stole my dog who was a dog-napper


His name was Stoney
My dog's name was Stoney


Times like these you'd think I'd do things for me
In times of hardship, you would think I would prioritize myself


You'd think I'd get off my knees instead of trying to appease
You would think I would stand up for myself and not try to please others


Look at me I got my hands on my knees
I'm crouched down with my hands on my knees


I got my ass in the breeze
I'm exposed and vulnerable


Catchin', some damn disease
I might contract a disease


Quietly I'll get back onto my feet
I'll get back up on my feet without making a fuss


Open my eyes to see
I'll see things for what they really are


And do my best to succeed
And try my hardest to succeed


Patiently I'll climb back up to the street
I'll slowly make my way back up


And get back all that I need
And obtain all that I require


Starting first with Stoney
Beginning with getting my dog back


So what do you know
Well, what do you know


It's time to go
It's time to leave


Looking for my pot of gold
I'm searching for my fortune


Hide it here
Maybe I hid it here


Find it there
Or maybe I'll find it there


It's in the basement way down stairs
It's in the basement, far down the stairs


Trying to make my grass a little greener
I'm trying to improve my life and make it better


Trying to make my wine a little sweeter
I'm trying to make everything in my life a little more enjoyable


Trying to grit my teeth a little meaner
I'm trying to toughen up and be more resilient


It's all about the mood
It's all about how you feel


Show me your...
It's unclear what this means by itself




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