Lyrics:
Bro, mans gon' out the last three nights, yeah
And every time mans step out I go to the DJ
I got a bill for you if you can run K-Trap "Warm"
Bro,
of the damned
That would be your grave
What would unfold when Felsaert was gone
Idle hands and gods love
The devil's work is done
And that woman you think
and bars and the biggest cars
And a rocket ship take you up to Mars
There's the east coast trip where it's real uptight
Where you work all day and you
waiting for, girl all my life
I got no other intentions, only just to come and do you right
Baby, set for waves that gather in the moment up all night
He's passed out for the night. Lived in one house all his life. You can count the decades in his eyes. Fifty year old fistfights and the scars they
never see
It's a hard won place of mystery
You touch it but can't hold it
You work all your life for that moment in time
It could come or pass you by
couldn't see me with a flashlight
I'll be waving nice
Vroom vroom when I pass by
Yes I haven't stop to make it
Since last night
Pulling all my hair back
It's simple but I hesitate to ask
A second of your time to tell you how
I came to be so hard on all of us
By turning every meaning inside out
to nothing
Ants build houses where I sleep
Crowds of people trample by
Rush hour traffic all through the night
Glowing embraces after midnight mass
Renews my
all work out…
So many days I could do with out but the point of it all is to never look back so I live for today and die by the night these veins are
I been sitting here all night long
I been sitting here for way too long
Will somebody tell me whats going on
Will somebody tell me what I'm doing
nights
So their bastard bratty tykes all act like savage types
It's the legacy of black and Spanish guys
Beg when ?tea and genoas? complacency of dads
whole design
Matter of fact why would you wear those
Last night we fucked up the couches at Kong
Going HAM and that's word to Alessio
More shots on my say
Above is a summer moon
Children will be sleeping soon
The work is all done and so
We drink by the fire's glow
The cattle bells do not ring
The night
knew,
well you don’t.
Putting all your feelings
in a coma,
this whole thing took you.
By surprise,
we can work it out
and called it a night
Inevitability
Was stirring up inside of me
Last night you shut me out
And broke my heart so carelessly
I couldn't see the warning signs
I barely knew
don't recognise yourself anymore
And your always tired
And your feeling like shit
And your only nights off
Are spent getting lit
To forget the work
cheese a stacks a racks and a table full of keys in the end the games watered down and it spilled out all over town busta ass dudes still hanging around
band boy still run with a duffle bag
Number one with a bullet buddy fresh out the pot
The celly stay ringing like all around the clock
Knot after knot
its dirt, back to the essence
My work ethic, pre-date, my adolescence
Holdin rakes, swollen weight, my moms stressing
Her life here was ah blessing
But
her hip bad
Getting work in
Brodie shooting like a gym rat
Post my location on the 'Gram
It say "Zip Bag" he need a big hat in the
Booth 'cause he big
Yeah
Days feel short, long road night trips
We was workin' hard, nine to five by the day
Top caught up, whole life got flipped
Had good times
that got plenty
We pump you full of dreams
And work you til your empty
It can be a nightmare
If you want to tempt me
It's grimy at night
And the day it's
or looking for the easy way
There is no easy way
There is only hard work, late nights
Early mornings
Practice, rehearsal, repetition
Study, sweat, blood
Toil,
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