Shoe strings tied upon a K thats my backstrap 2 drakes in one bookbag thats my backstrap If a nigga rob me i got another strap to get my strap back Just drop the lo and give me a ski mask and a black scat In a trashbag beef with me i promise ima get the last laugh Crazy that i rap i was the nigga that make the class laugh Full court press man i cant let a nigga pass half The gun click switch to the other clip i got fast mags The dumb bitch caught that one shit with her fast ass We got soo many bows up at the spot could start a hash bash I got bitches lined up she got some ass she get a fast pass You keep flexin in that cat id advise you not to park that He thought it was a lil fender bender and got car jacked Im on the northside by devils lake where the sharks at I told my bitch im already pissed so don't start that Up the chrome and blew him out his hoody where yo heart at You the type to get smacked and ask a nigga why you on that Told 12 the weed the donation im taxin for the bow bag About to put guiders on the ARP and push his fro back Nigga Im finna put belt to ass The opp took every shot from the glock with his selfish ass Bitch dont try to fuck with me for what i got get yo self a bag

I don't know about my dreamin anymore. All that I know is I'm fallin, fallin, fallin, fallin. Might as well fall in. I don't know about my love. I don't know about my lovin anymore. All that I know is I'm fallin, fallin, fallin, fallin. Might as well fall in. I don't know about my dreams. I don't know about my dreamin anymore. All that I know is I'm fallin, fallin, fallin, fallin. Fallin. I don't know about my love. I don't know about my lovin anymore. All that I know is I'm lovin, fallin, lovin, lovin. Might as well love you. I don't know about my love. I don't know about my lovin anymore. All that I know is I'm turnin, turnin, turnin, turnin, Might as well turn in. I don't know about my dreams. I don't know about my dreamin anymore. All that I know is I'm fallin, fallin, fallin, fallin. Might as well fall in. I don't know about my love. I don't know about my lovin anymore. All that I know is I'm fallin, fallin, fallin, fallin. Might as well fall in. I don't know about my dreams. I don't know about my dreamin anymore. All that I know is I'm fallin, fallin, fallin, fallin. Fallin. I don't know about my love. I don't know about my lovin anymore. All that I know is I'm lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin. Might as well love you. I don't know about my dreams. I don't know about my dreamin anymore. All that I know is I'm fallin, fallin, fallin, fallin. Might as well fall in.

Phone it in again, another in bank, I'm spoiled by the riches I had a line to remember and I wrote it in the sand Tried to go get it but the tide swooned We are the lucky ones, we ain't got it so bad Baby, you go all in, sometimes you win You bet We are the noise makers, the modern wayfarers Here be no guts, no glory There be no guts, no glory Tell me why'd I wait so long to break these chains around me? We share without knowing Screams soaring in every direction We sweat like boat builders and marvel at our work Smiling at the imperfections We are the lucky ones, we ain't got it so bad Baby, you go all in, sometimes you win We will get up to get down Keep the faith, sing loud We are the noise makers, the modern wayfarers Here be no guts, no glory There be no guts, no glory Tell me why'd I wait so long to break these chains around me? Why'd I wait so long to break these chains! Give them our regards out there Tell them we'll be back again New Bedford, bury me somewhere near you (Smiling at the imperfections) (As they disappeared over the horizon) From Rain City to Gainesville we ran Then back to Melville again With whiskey-soaked tales, half-forgotten Still in the bottle at the bottom Tell me why'd I wait so long to break these chains around me? Why'd I wait so long to take the reins of my life! Why'd I wait so long to break these chains! Why'd I wait so long to take the reins! We are the noise makers, the modern wayfarers Here be no guts, no glory There be no guts, no glory here (I've been guilty, I know that, believe me) (I admit, I've been bored, I've been lazy) Down and out on Cherokee Street Give our regards to them 'til we return again New Bedford, bury me somewhere near you (Somewhere near you)

I am just waiting in a room I only sleep but half the time I am berating onlookers now Silently greeting pleasant eyes Hello I am just waiting in a room My mind will slip from time to time I am relaying from the roof now Messages bouncing from the wires It's another day of fucking up a racehorse Water mains will rinse off the mud Burn away the mark of our maker now While we're alive I am just waiting in a room My body lets the tale unwind It tells how money turns the world around This body welcomed its demise It's another day of fucking up a racehorse Water mains will rinse off the mud Burn away the image, pull the blinders down And with hope, a sound will mean the end Our monikers Are phrases uttered His was wakes the others His family is dead They follow close to our tail How are we gonna save ourselves? They follow close to our tail How are we gonna save ourselves? How are we gonna save ourselves? Lasix, Selenium Thrush, rain rot, Premarin Dragged by the nose Trotted out for the motorists Foal scours, paralysis Puncture site abscesses Sodium pentobarbitol Euphoriants Glutamine, Zithromax Cialis, Celebrex No one is safe 'Till my horse wins again The bastard strangle of This hateful world Is a captive bolt gun We're disposable Why are we so angry? Why are we so bored? Why are we so angry? We can't say no, not anymore Why are we so angry? Why are we so bored? Why are we so angry? We can't say no, not anymore 'Till my horse wins again

Looking for someone to bless you? You know I do what I do. Punch drunk, in a haze. In disorder. In that order. Say a Hail Mary, you'll catch a fish. Won't save you from my nonsense. Smoked to death, I got nerves to wreck. Don't forget: I'm in your corner. I decided long ago to throw those years away. Used to be in misery, but no more. I know I've been a sinner, that's just my history. The devil don't know I'm dead yet. The devil don't know I'm dead yet, so don't tell 'em. Shit lists, I've been on a few. I'll make some more before I'm through. Ripping through my veins, ice water. And if you wanna, call me after midnight. I'll be listening to Running With The Devil I decided long ago to throw those years away. Used to be in misery, but no more. I know I've been a sinner, that's just my history. The devil don't know I'm dead yet. The devil don't know I'm dead. Sometimes the choice is the stick or the whip. Either way I don't give a shit. We all got to pay dues. 'Cuz when you're Rocking In The Free World, it don't come cheap. And that's the way it'll always be. 'Til I'm old and gray. Til I'm dead to the world, I've got a show tonight So call me after midnight. I'll do the same, in your honour, 'til I'm a goner I decided long ago to throw those years away. Used to be in misery, but no more. I know I've been a sinner, that's just my history. The devil don't know I'm dead yet. The devil don't know I'm dead yet. The devil don't know I'm dead yet. The devil don't know I'm dead yet, so don't tell 'em.

Blazin' a trail out to Tallyrand Hopped the fence with the razor wire, sped off to Sassaquin Pits Nicky don't care no better I wanna feel that way again, so Let's go down to the river at night Go down to the river Are you ready? I'm ready Are you ready? I'm ready Climbed the tower to the tops Smashed the glass globes Laughed as they dropped I knew there was a reason I got up this morning I got to feel the glory Now I want it all the time Used to dream about this every day Now it's standing right in front of mе The mighty dirty dollar make a monster outta man Cloggin' up thе gutter, it's enough to make ya mad Call me when you wanna take the fight to all of that You and I, my friend, we built this thing together I got that Mona Lisa secret sinner grin I got that Muddy Waters song stuck in my head I knew there was a reason I got up this morning Hope this feeling never ends I wanna mix it up while I still can It's doing figure eights in my head It's doing figure eights in my head Are you ready? I'm ready Are you ready? I'm ready Are you ready? I'm ready Are you ready? I'm ready The mighty dirty dollar make a monster outta man Cloggin' up the gutter, it's enough to make ya mad Call me when you wanna take the fight to all of that Don't you understand? You and I, my friend, we built this thing together

This grin is shit-eating and fleeting like a catamaran It fits me better than a smile on a dead man Watch the hands of the ticking clock for emotional rock I've strangled necks of ages with the fabric of new words The bar withstood the raising, which taste makers allowed One fire to block the exit, two palms to block the sound As each bulb smashed from the ceiling at the lighthouse And with the weight of a monolith perched on a guiltless chest Once a witness you can't shake the thought of 15 year old dick ornaments On kabuki faced jocks hair sprayed up the ass Wide open, inviting the next pop rock star asshole Well I won't be failed anymore And I won't play fair anymore All eyes are on the lighthouse collapsing I've strangled necks of ages with the fabric of new words The fires were amazing, why would you put those out? And what the gun was not erasing, these bare hands snuffed right out When each bulb smashed from the ceiling at the lighthouse You won't be failed anymore