Lyrics:
progress is the model
Man the first show that I ever done sold out was in chicago
Yeah, yeah, living like I've been ready to die
Maybe not, I don't know why
Scratch at your memory
whisper in the dark
They are everywhere
And they are nowhere
I tore out all the pages one by one
Put them in the fire
Light
You only gonna survive if you got a gun, got a gun
There's nowhere to hide and there's nowhere to run
I'm only saying what you see, you better not
blegh
It's a war out of nowhere
Bloodied hands rip the page from the program
Can not fight this
War out of nowhere
Bloodied hands rip the page from
over
If I don't flip the page then somone gone take over
Tried to take me out they don't know that I'm chauffeured
The clutch doesn't move cause
How long can this go on if I've lost sight of my last goal?
How can I turn these feelings into something new?
This page that's been out too long tells
(I have no legs)
(I have no leg)
(I have no leg)
Come by the party, get zooted, B?
Uh
Look
Good evening
Yeah, uh
When I party in New
call 'em out altogether
Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've
might be weird
With me calling you this time of night
But uhh
I just got to thinking about everything you know
And umm
A song came out of nowhere
And
It
Pick it up from the start or we've nowhere to go
Quick with the rhythm ain't no taking it slow
Got a need that I feed now by hitting the road
And I'm
Yeah, yeah
Face it, ain't going nowhere, I'm here to stay
Fuck a spaceship, I'm just trying to get it
Only in it for the pesos, for the bankroll
In
stays on the page
This is not how I want it to end
And I'll never be open again
"I was gonna move out, get,
Get a job, get my own place,
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
made the front page news, I like my hundreds blue
Chucking Jews, taking strippers out of town on honeymoons
Leave they kids with they grandma so they
I
Could turn in circles
Spins around the fire burning
We're searching for higher learning)
Distracted by higher earning
Yearning for more than what's
figure it out when we get there
And don't you get drawn in
By the well-written suspense
We've got a lot to learn my dear
We'll make a start with a bottle
was enough to buy a drink,
Was on a path nowhere, the harder the road,
The more broken baggage we carry the larger the load,
This school drop-out got
Do you hear me
Do you care
Do you hear me
Do you care
My lips are moving and the sound's coming out
The words are audible but I have my doubts
Do you hear me
Do you care
Do you hear me
Do you care
My lips are moving and the sound's coming out
The words are audible but I have my doubts
That
Would put your neck on these Christan's
Can't hear you out you too skittish
Never completed the mission
Realized i'm outnumbered by bitchs
For you
I refuse to be the victim
I've been on trial all my life
I refuse to be the victim
This is the part where I pull out the knife
I've been on trial
Nowhere to piss, man, I need me a pot
I got me some bitches, they call for the rocks
And everyone bitching, get off of my cock
They playing, they trading
people need to flee
We can't take no more
You force us to be sick and poor
March us out where nowhere leads
We starve while you feed to kill
Sowing
a page out my man
New chapter that's an old one ending
Great, 'cah a brother can't rewind
Cutest one with the largest behind, woof
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