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this game ain't for the weak
Gotta keep it moving even if I'm losing sleep
Can't even rest my head
Like I don't gotta home
I carry too much debt
I gotta

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


*
Words sometimes

and was killed in the back seat
With hands cuffed a lot behind me, y'all ain't losing any sleep
Ain't nobody bout to riot for me, and that's a fact
Ain't no

I'm losing light
And my mind
By the time
I found a line
I know those who say
Just a day
That's all it takes
Just one day
Well then I guess I'm just

Broken by conformity
Empowered by all of these ideas
Lost in the background of my mind and my self doubt
(I'm losing my home now)
I'm feeling so cold

a joke
Tryna fall a sleep's a shit show

Don't give a fuck, used to losing my mind
The shit I'm going through
I'm a swallow it until I choke

Too blind

(Crazy)
I need you to find my love
(You was suppose to be my baby)
Why do I feel
Like I'm skydiving
With no parachute, Head first face down
Earthbound baby

hustle dog, greenhouse ins and outs
Hustler by nature homie, up and down survived droughts
Avoided getting dimed out in the system on time out
My life is

pulling my leg?/
Anybody that's doubting it's time to put it to bed/
People want me to rest, but I can sleep when I'm dead/
They just want me to stop 'cause

take like 9 heads with me 
Better keep it between us but I swiped these for my centerpiece

And underneath each peaceful lie a violent other sleeps

I sit back mesmerized by this instrumental,
Hear the words of Nipsey, I'm typsy, sentimental
If this offends you, it's totally accidental
Enjoy

through
Gospel tunes have my mouth spiting out that rocket fuel
Dropping jewels be not confused by what I got to do
I sit in solitude and write scripts

Ya bitch woke me up called me Calvin
Yes I'm so Marty McFly with more fashion sense
Ouuu my fit looks like I’m dressed by Wes Anderson
Go'on take my

ghost up
Or how about a bubble bath for you and your toaster
I hope your parachute break
So you can imitate a pancake
Parts displayed all over

If you rise high, you fall far
Even knowing that, I still want it all
Trying to get free reign till my curtain call
Life is just a parachute

to my destiny 
They told me I was crazy when I heard them demons talking in my sleep

I muted myself
Wouldn't speak my mind
The underdog's
A little

wanna be wit
That you wanna sleep with
Wanna start a family, kick your feet lift
Live, but that ain't a secret 
You shoe shoe jeans fit 
Forget those

don't sleep in your arms anymore
Lost in the night
Lost in the every day by day

I play my guitar, You're in your world somewhere out there so near and so

Stuffing backwoods with the leaves 
Big blunts look like trees 
Money don't grow on trees 
Snakes in the grass by the weeds 
Chasing that cheese like

y'all ain't with the shits
30 Sitting by me curry on the bench
40 On my side like a fucking hip
Feel like CP3 when I touch the clip
All my niggas packing

said do anything you want
It's all up to me, so I believe
I can be free
Listen to the waves on the beach
Sitting by a tree

(I say) Hol' up
It's going

feel blessed
Permanent smile sponsored by crest
Earning my miles only fly with the best
Looking around at these kiddos
You gonna stand out or just stay

a parachute
And you are my son, I'm apparent to you
You ain't carin' for me, I ain't carin' for you
And thats a fair game
I get what I want, and I ah' make it

got steak
Yeah I lose sleep man
I feel great
They're coming for you
Look there comes one of them now
Yeah
Who up who up
Trying to get a delivery
Vodka