Lyrics:
Figured Me As Bad,
J A The Only Separation Of A Nash
I Star Gazed hope You Looking Back Wonder Where You At
Mom Working Double Shifts Dag, Always Broke
a hundred percent, I gets down what I invent
Rap artists be dying to a certain extent
Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback
That shit is wack,
Emerge from behind the darkness a flameless smoke that fills the lungs show one of many faces the lure of gold drips from their tongues possess
cuts across his skin,
saltwater on his eyes and arms,
but he could not feel the sting
There was no one left to hold him back,
no one to call out his
Been down this road way too many times Now I'm staying here alone tryna dry my eyes
What is this feeling that I got? Oh, my heart is dying I'm sick
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
Now on this table I will lay, this gun â??Exhibit Aâ?? with two sets of fingerprints as you can see
But other hands were here unperceived by eye or ear
Now I lay me down to sleep
My soul to keep
For i wake
Soul to take
Before i sleep
Before i wake
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul
Wipe the blood away from my dying hand
If I give my self to you
Would you lay with me in field of stone
Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them
great cross my brain
Money stays where I lay rubber bands silver plate
All I know is to know your worth
If they know it wouldn't be the worst
Yeah, they
a cup of the crown
But I'm still alert can't trip on this trip right now
Feeling good feeling loose she hit the shower lay it down
And I'm making a beat
I
the glory days
I would run around with my homies
Not looking for trouble
Just something a little subtle
To get us through the desperation
Of living by
loose she hit the shower lay it dowwwwn
And I'm making a beat
I can't lie she look and smelling good that temptation tempting me
But Gotta stay
What's it mean to be finally free?
A separation from life, unification with glee?
What do I need to be happy?
Why don't I ever feel that way?
It
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
perverted without justice
By the Vatican who vow never to discuss this
You can't repay these sins with money at the altar
I hope you're right, cos if you are,
Watching the rain, as it tumbles and falls
Cigarette floating, while the traffic just crawls
Making our way down one-way boulevard
In comfortable
I'm dying
I must resist
I'm trying
It don't make sense
Got this anxiety
Don't know why I gotta be
So quiet
My minds at ease
my body is not convinced
I
the preparation, I fall short
When I scatter for separation, I'm either at the bar or the ball court
Never mind the situation, taking shots by myself
Searching for
told by the martyrs
it's all just snakes and ladders
No one escapes the ouroboros
It's all just snakes & ladders
Half truths told by the martyrs
Yes it's
again
I've been down before
But I would have let you know
When your heart is weak
And my love lies dying
I'll be the one who's by your side
Before
The separation may became the oneness.
That will open our hearts to peace, love, rapture.
There will be no more fear, wrath, pain or envy.
That's why I am not
the sheriff lay a dying on the ground
Chorus
Now on this table I will lay,
this gun “Exhibit A†with two sets of fingerprints as you can see
But
I'm off that long road
Where them niggas living, dying by the gun
It's been a long road
Coming from the bottom, what you don't know
Won't hurt you,
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