| [00:23.48] |
Kicked off my shoes tripped acid in the rain |
| [00:26.10] |
Wore my jacket as a cape |
| [00:27.68] |
And my umbrella as a cane |
| [00:29.01] |
The richest man rocks the snatch-less necklace |
| [00:31.25] |
|
| [00:32.19] |
Spineless bitches in backless dresses |
| [00:33.50] |
|
| [00:34.95] |
Wore my feelings on my sleeveless |
| [00:36.31] |
|
| [00:37.70] |
My weed seedless my trees leafless |
| [00:39.28] |
|
| [00:40.49] |
I miss my diagonal grilled cheeses |
| [00:42.34] |
|
| [00:42.92] |
And back when Mike Jackson was still Jesus |
| [00:45.14] |
|
| [00:46.54] |
Before I believed in not believing in |
| [00:49.22] |
Yeah I inhaled |
| [00:50.46] |
Who believed in me not breathing in |
| [00:52.23] |
Cigarette stained smile all covered in sin |
| [00:53.75] |
|
| [00:54.34] |
My big homie died young just turned older than him |
| [00:56.59] |
|
| [00:57.54] |
I seen it happen |
| [00:58.20] |
I seen it happen I see it always |
| [01:00.49] |
He still be screaming |
| [01:01.40] |
I see his demons in empty hallways |
| [01:02.60] |
|
| [01:04.22] |
I trip to make the fall shorter |
| [01:05.73] |
|
| [01:06.82] |
Fall quarter was just a tall order |
| [01:08.25] |
|
| [01:09.10] |
And I'm hungry I'm just not that thirsty |
| [01:10.71] |
|
| [01:11.47] |
As of late my verses seem not so verse-y |
| [01:12.97] |
|
| [01:14.74] |
And all my words just mean controversy |
| [01:16.54] |
Took the team up off my back like |
| [01:18.16] |
That's not your jersey |
| [01:19.49] |
Stressin' pullin' my hair out hoping I don't get picked |
| [01:22.17] |
|
| [01:22.77] |
All this medicine in me hoping I don't get sick |
| [01:24.67] |
|
| [01:25.50] |
Making all of this money hoping I don't get rich |
| [01:27.68] |
|
| [01:28.25] |
'Cause niggas still getting bodied for foams |
| [01:29.94] |
|
| [01:31.69] |
Sometimes the truth don't rhyme |
| [01:32.92] |
|
| [01:34.42] |
Sometime the lies get millions of views |
| [01:36.72] |
Funerals for little girls is that appealing to you |
| [01:39.50] |
From your cubicle desktop what a beautiful view |
| [01:41.39] |
|
| [01:43.29] |
I think love is beautiful too |
| [01:44.77] |
|
| [01:45.32] |
Building forts from broken dams |
| [01:47.06] |
What a hoover could do |
| [01:48.18] |
For future hoopers dead from |
| [01:49.48] |
Rugers shooting through the empty alley |
| [01:50.58] |
Could've threw him an alley-oop |
| [01:51.98] |
Helping him do good in school |
| [01:53.53] |
|
| [01:54.80] |
Damn that acid it burn when it clean ya |
| [01:56.71] |
|
| [01:57.93] |
I still miss being a senior |
| [01:59.54] |
|
| [02:00.34] |
And performing at all those open mic events |
| [02:02.81] |
High schools eyes closed seeing arenas |
| [02:04.99] |
|
| [02:06.67] |
And I still get jealous of Vic |
| [02:08.30] |
|
| [02:09.08] |
And Vic still jealous of me |
| [02:10.36] |
|
| [02:10.91] |
But if you touch my brother |
| [02:12.32] |
All that anti-violence shit goes out the window along with you |
| [02:14.91] |
And the rest of your team |
| [02:16.14] |
|
| [02:17.35] |
Smoking cigarettes to look cooler |
| [02:18.93] |
|
| [02:20.28] |
I only stop by to look through ya |
| [02:22.05] |
|
| [02:23.74] |
And I'm only getting greedier |
| [02:24.82] |
|
| [02:26.18] |
And I'm still Mr Youmedia |
| [02:27.83] |
|
| [02:29.10] |
And I still can't find Talent |
| [02:30.49] |
|
| [02:31.53] |
And I'm still choosing classmates that wouldn't fuck |
| [02:33.68] |
|
| [02:34.77] |
Mom still thinks I should go back to school |
| [02:36.74] |
|
| [02:37.51] |
And Justin still thinks I'm good enough |
| [02:39.00] |
|
| [02:40.09] |
And Mama Jan still don't take her meds |
| [02:41.82] |
|
| [02:42.63] |
And I still be asking God to show his face |
| [02:44.68] |
|
| [02:45.86] |
And I still be asking God to show his face |
| [02:47.79] |
|
| [02:50.83] |
I am a new man I am sanctified |
| [02:55.66] |
Oh I am holy I have been baptized |
| [03:00.96] |
|
| [03:02.19] |
I have been born again I am the White Light |
| [03:06.92] |
|
| [03:07.92] |
Rain rain don't go away |
