[Young G]

Yeah

Danked out, feeling low land on the go

Too young to show

Reflections of the entrance

Completion of the sentence, the end of the bending

Intent to pen script infections in the seasons

Doubting all the reasons, factor of creating

In the end of believing, backwards shading

The act of conceiving any eternal grieving

[Mxlplx]

Moves swing to and fro

Pendulum other motion once you think you know

Then push you out control and now you're in the cyclone

Spinning likе a planet born to hold the microphone

Living to undеrstand it's so long looking forever

Accepting what you are as I'm bringing stormy weather

Bet your life on stars, existence in a bucket

The very stuff essential's the best when you don't love it

Prepare to be a rebel til the day you die

So scared of the Devil, it makes you wanna cry

Strangled by your urges, going out your mind

Everyday you search this lonely land but never find

An answer to the questions that left you far behind

Cancer got you stressing, breathless and out of time

Damned to deal with blessings, everything looks like a sign

Leg deep in the battle, forced to fight the war

People attempt to saddle and ride until they soar

Above this world of trash filth beyond comprehension

Lurking in the ash, yawning and learning lessons

[Swank]

Signed it and poor, left to see you, where's the truth?

With the world over my head up beneath my boots

Another crazy spirit waits to be rebuked

Balance in the peace with a piece of his fruit

I ain't the motherfucker that you wanna dare to shoot

So much is lost and every screw is loose

From the Dukes of love to the love of Dukes

On cruise control, smoking to board the roots

I'd rather suffer in my dickies then dance in a suit

I found my home ain't here while the Devil commutes

The poor will walk a higher level of use

The streets just split open and the rebels improve

All I need is prayer just to sever the roof

And walk the way, scraping down for the riders to roll

I've got a land for you all growing in my soul

Channeled by the anger, the Lord's loopholes

Belief in unknown, let the length of the road

When the rinse can't touch her cuz the wind's end cross a boat

(Cuz the winds can't touch her)

Resist and get bent for when the tide can't go

(For when the tide can't touch her)

It goes to yond to flash a forward road

(When the rinse can't touch her)

When the ends can't touch her cuz the ends release the old

(Cuz the ends can't touch her)

Cuz the world can't love her, cuz the world can't love her, cuz the world can't love her

Watch me roll

Cuz the world can't love her

Now watch me roll