| [00:28.24] |
Skin the color of bark |
| [00:30.87] |
Clothes smellin' like trees |
| [00:32.31] |
Diggin' my earth, find my roots and ****s |
| [00:34.38] |
My truth bleeds right back in the arm |
| [00:36.28] |
No scar, but I left my mark |
| [00:38.19] |
My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark |
| [00:40.88] |
Clothes smellin' like trees |
| [00:42.81] |
Diggin' my earth, find my roots and ****s |
| [00:44.73] |
My truth bleeds right back in the arm |
| [00:46.67] |
No scar, but I left my mark |
| [00:48.59] |
My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark |
| [00:51.36] |
But life is just that bright |
| [00:53.17] |
That when the sunset shines |
| [00:54.43] |
I seen the graff he writes |
| [00:55.77] |
I'm back tonight, with a sack to light |
| [00:58.31] |
In honor of the past I write |
| [01:00.30] |
I'm wide open, with no glass of wine |
| [01:02.32] |
Stuck in a barrel, I'll get better with time |
| [01:04.25] |
While you measure how the pleasure declines |
| [01:06.30] |
I'm stackin' cheddar while the bread just rise |
| [01:08.34] |
With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind, cutty |
| [01:12.09] |
Creepin' on a come up |
| [01:13.92] |
No sleepin' till the sun's up |
| [01:15.88] |
Tellin' secrets to the drum thumps |
| [01:17.88] |
Pledge allegiance to the blood pump |
| [01:19.84] |
Until I leak my last liter, here's my one love |
| [01:22.45] |
And all these angels got their guns up |
| [01:25.17] |
But no fear when my teeth and my tongue touch |
| [01:27.54] |
I am here, and I speak for the young bloods |
| [01:30.17] |
Who've seen the flood, and they drug all the anchors up |
| [01:33.02] |
And set sail through the world, in the name of trust |
| [01:35.38] |
Hard work, and the crux that it made in us |
| [01:37.96] |
I'm 'bout to bust, all my veins full of gold dust |
| [01:40.43] |
That 1985 California gold rush, |
| [01:43.31] |
In the spine plus the flesh that it holds up |
| [01:45.87] |
I'm out for mines and my wolves got it sewn up |
| [01:48.43] |
One crow, one eagle on my shoulders |
| [01:51.03] |
And my eyes hold the light that approaches |
| [01:54.49] |
Clothes smellin' like trees |
| [01:55.85] |
Diggin' my earth, find my roots and ****s |
| [01:57.77] |
My truth bleeds right back in the arm |
| [01:59.63] |
No scar, but I left my mark |
| [02:01.58] |
My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark |
| [02:04.48] |
But life is just that bright |
| [02:06.21] |
That when the sunset shines |
| [02:07.43] |
I seen the graff he writes |
| [02:08.87] |
I'm back tonight, with a sack to light |
| [02:11.63] |
In honor of the past I write |
| [02:13.42] |
I'm wide open, with no glass of wine |
| [02:15.34] |
Stuck in a barrel, I'll get better with time |
| [02:17.29] |
While you measure how the pleasure declines |
| [02:19.26] |
I'm stackin' cheddar while the bread just rise |
| [02:21.30] |
With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind, cutty |
| [02:25.06] |
Creepin' on a come up |
| [02:26.94] |
No sleepin' till the sun's up |
| [02:29.02] |
Tellin' secrets to the drum thumps |
| [02:30.89] |
Pledge allegiance to the blood pump |
| [02:32.89] |
Until I leak my last liter, here's my one love |
| [02:35.42] |
And all these angels got their guns up |
| [02:38.06] |
But no fear when my teeth and my tongue touch |
| [02:40.69] |
I am here, and I speak for the young bloods |
| [02:43.29] |
Who've seen the flood, and they drug all the anchors up |
| [02:46.02] |
And set sail through the world, in the name of trust |
| [02:48.52] |
Hard work, and the crux that it made in us |
| [02:51.14] |
I'm 'bout to bust, all my veins full of gold dust |
| [02:53.73] |
That 1985 California gold rush, |
| [02:56.44] |
In the spine plus the flesh that it holds up |
| [02:58.90] |
I'm out for mines and my wolves got it sewn up |
| [03:01.45] |
One crow, one eagle on my shoulders |
| [03:04.14] |
And my eyes hold the light that approaches |
| [03:07.15] |
Clothes smellin' like trees |
| [03:08.82] |
Diggin' my earth, find my roots and ****s |
| [03:10.84] |
My truth bleeds right back in the arm |
| [03:12.71] |
No scar, but I left my mark |
| [03:14.53] |
My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark |
| [03:17.31] |
Clothes smellin' like trees |
| [03:19.20] |
Diggin' my earth, find my roots and ****s |
| [03:21.22] |
My truth bleeds right back in the arm |
| [03:23.13] |
No scar, but I left my mark |
| [03:25.04] |
My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark |
| [03:27.70] |
But life is just that bright |
| [03:29.72] |
That when the sunset shines |
| [03:30.88] |
I seen the graff he writes |
| [03:32.21] |
I'm back tonight, with a sack to light |
| [03:34.76] |
In honor of the past I write |
| [03:36.76] |
I'm wide open, with no glass of wine |
| [03:38.74] |
Stuck in a barrel, I'll get better with time |
| [03:40.73] |
While you measure how the pleasure declines |
| [03:42.82] |
I'm stackin' cheddar while the bread just rise |
| [03:44.67] |
With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind, cutty |
| [03:48.51] |
Creepin' on a come up |
| [03:50.29] |
No sleepin' till the sun's up |
| [03:52.37] |
Tellin' secrets to the drum thumps |
| [03:54.28] |
Pledge allegiance to the blood pump |
| [03:56.26] |
Until I leak my last liter, here's my one love |
| [03:58.85] |
And all these angels got their guns up |
| [04:01.48] |
But no fear when my teeth and my tongue touch |
| [04:04.06] |
I am here, and I speak for the young bloods |
| [04:06.69] |
Who've seen the flood, and they drug all the anchors up |
| [04:09.38] |
And set sail through the world, in the name of trust |
| [04:11.91] |
Hard work, and the crux that it made in us |
| [04:14.46] |
I'm 'bout to bust, all my veins full of gold dust |
| [04:17.15] |
That 1985 California gold rush, |
| [04:19.80] |
In the spine plus the flesh that it holds up |
| [04:22.26] |
I'm out for mines and my wolves got it sewn up |
| [04:24.89] |
One crow, one eagle on my shoulders |
| [04:27.57] |
And my eyes hold the light that approaches |
| [04:30.71] |
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