| [Verse 1 - Dice Raw:] | |
| Hey what's for breakfast? | |
| Same as yesterday | |
| Oh that's right cheeseburger and a 40 ounce | |
| Hey, what's for dinner? Nothing ***** | |
| But last night I had dreams of a porterhouse | |
| Ay yo for real I feel like | |
| Cattle in a slaughterhouse | |
| But ***** that grow another here's a quarter ounce | |
| It ain't no hydro, but it gets you high though | |
| Them *****s look like casper what the ***** do I know | |
| [Hook:] | |
| At the end of this tunnel, it's red and blue lies | |
| Once you pay the price you can never do right | |
| One thing I know all I did is wrong | |
| Maybe there ain't nowhere I belong | |
| The only thing in front of me is a bullet in the head | |
| They hoping one day that they find me dead | |
| Until then I make a place in this world | |
| For me and my baby girl | |
| [Verse 2 - Black Thought:] | |
| Got the dead drop way until the A.M | |
| Mumbo Jumbo *****s onomatopoeian | |
| Call it how I see them ain't no rhyme or reason | |
| I'm on some different bull*****t everyday just like per diem | |
| I damn with animal anguish | |
| So love no ***** die richer than language | |
| Guilty of sin depending on the reeds shaking in the wind | |
| Just a question not an answer out here depending on its end | |
| [Hook] |