(Cas One)
When I die burn it all except for my bridges
All of it. Send me off with a fucking audience
Like adios and that’s all she wrote
Maybe I tied a rope from umbilical cords
And I walked it like a dog ‘til I got to the shore
Never choked up, never gave no fucks
‘Cause I made my luck outta having no luck
When I added it up, I subtracted some stuff
Bury me upside down
So they can all kiss my ass when they come around
Never eat from a dead man’s hand
I’m Neverland Man in a No Man’s Land
Hand on a double cross, knife in the back
Few more of that and I’m a peacock, baby
Whole world’s crazy and ain’t that funny
When you look so poor because your dreams cost money?
(B. Dolan)
Stagger out the caravan grinding on a bent rim
We show up, sucker. I’m a friend of Benjamin’s
Knocking at the stage door. Let, let, let him in
Gasoline and rags in my bag, swag, but keep it all in perspective
One man’s punchline is the next man’s death wish
The war’s really on. Is you with it or against it?
Put my body on the line and my mind on the record
Best respect it, degenerate to loops and breaks
The shit I do will make the cue points move out of place
DJ fucking up my groove ‘cause he couldn’t keep the pace
And the soundman wouldn’t understand my place
They were wildin’ backstage worried bout the PA
But when they boost my channel I’m coming to lay GRACE
Bad taste in my mouth made my face all ugly
Raised in the house like a cage around them junkies
Some say his name is a word for unlucky
But motherfuck a critic, I spit it like it was yucky
It’s riddick, I’m Vin Diesel again after the weight loss
That’s bound to happen when you never take a day off
Plotting on the payback, you grovel for the pay off
Let’s burn it to the ground and break north and stay gone
Burn ‘em
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