Lyrics:
Back on my own now, Oh
Left ‘em in pieces, I did it for a reason
Thought I was gone now, No
Here for the people, I got them fiending
I got what you
dance and shout – we’d all hang out
Doin’ the ‘jukebox jive’
We were on the run just havin’ fun
We’d really come alive
Yeah Rock ‘n Roll was in our soul
upon a pedestal and he'll resemble
The greatest of Danes gaining the same medal
The middle class is separated by ages
Dog tagged and rated by systematic
Haven't been back home for a while
Roots in my soul
And they're calling me now
I'm changing location
I'm changing my style
But I'll always be
The boy
them scars that hurt the heal when you don't keep em closed in
But if I cry for help I'm scared that someone might just notice
And leave me by myself
and the windows rolled down
Middle fingers sticking up in the sky
Not a care in the wind every time I roll by
Mud is flying off from the sides
We just some country
Yeah, haha
I'm back off in this bitch
One more time, to drop this rhyme
'Bout where my roots at
Yeah, Westside is in the house
Frazier Homes is
Yeah, haha
I'm back off in this bitch
One more time, to drop this rhyme
'Bout where my roots at
Yeah, Westside is in the house
Frazier Homes is
Scattered light through grass in the morning
Lay your head in beds of red fallen fruit
From the branches that dance in the green and white collage
the wolves, parted from the pack
Howlin' at the moon, youngin' on my back
Mountains in my view, coming for that food
Brought up by the wolves, parted from
on all my answers
But on how I found them
How tall can you grow without tearing off your roots
And stand without breaking in the wind?
Sometimes the old
like a middle school jelly ball
Take it back to middle school, the root of the madness
When all these girls on your neck but you never talk back
Honey
angry for being there
A flat piece of stone in the middle of nowhere
The town never grows cause nobody can keep their roots down
It's just a tumbleweed
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
You could shoot off a cannon
Down the middle of bond
And attract no attention in downtown st. john's
This getting nowhere is getting to me
Wondering
This head is haunted by a chorus in the sky
The voices aren't mine
I kiss the darkness as I see the whites of their eyes
They're crawling up my spine
Heady is the air
Around you tonight
Saturated charm
Beguiling by design
My chest is tightening
This shiver I'm fighting
Discovering this allure that
and stories flowing
Dance with smoke and memory
The ancestral fire's glowing
Life is better on the big ranch porch
With nature in surround
Family and friends
Listen to me i'm standing like a tree
Bound by my roots to where i want to be in life
Don't give me no strife
I'll stab you with my knife like words
Ralo, Young Thugga, Lil Boat (Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi)
I want everybody in the front
The middle and both of the sides
And even in the back to turn
down
Yeah I hit it raw but it ain't smackdown
Charlie Foxtrot, yeah we got a man down
Bitches in the back, yeah they all tryna dance
Tryna feel on my
And they wonder why we scarred
Thirteen looking hard
Sister had a baby as an adolescent
Where was God?
Somewhere in the middle of my mind
Is a nigga
I
Hannibal Lector
Come and see the doctor
Piggy in the middle
Just dance for a lil
Come and do it with a giggle
Dance with a jiggle
Big butt come
will prevail
Thou shall never forget your roots and tale
Here we come
Spilling blood
Dance of wolves
Better run
Beat the drum
Play the song
Dance
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