[Verse Truck North] Yeah, tree top high so I'm bird's eye view When them doves start to cry The eagle has landed, hope this ain't the last ride There's no sunshine when worlds collide I've just decided with the time I had provided on the planet To be the best at it god damnit No reply when I look to the sky So I got to go to war alone when it's time to die Back to the wind, cup full of hen Big booty girls got my mind on spin BJ tell me keep your mind on wins Cause it seems the more you write The more the herd starts to thin Fair enough, but how I see it bruh, it ain't no mother fucking herd I'm in the race with myself It's hard to place the blame when the bearer has your name Lifetime of shame for four minutes of fame When it rains it pours cats and dogs Down to the gutter where all of them rats crawl Where the biggest deal don't really mean nothing Sometimes that's the rut you get stuck in [Man speaking...] I have more respect for man who let me knows where he stands Even if he's wrong, than the one who comes up like an angel And is nothing but a devil [Verse Truck North] Final frontier, so I pour a little liquor for the ones who ain't here The one's I hold dear to my heart, who aren't there It's what it is when you're way past tears I've just decided with the time I have provided, on the planet To fly high, and say fuck landing But that height takes a little more planning Cause' once you leave the stratosphere, then your ass stranded Back to earth in a flash I just got a quick call about some fast cash A slave to my past, so I suffer the lash I'm a sucker for punishment, I pray it ain't as fast And although it never does, hoping never hurts But it still feels wrong like cursing in the church Mama always said that it could be worse But that's some glass half-full shit Fuck that old bullshit Superstition getting in my own way again Bad skin got me sitting in the damn can Bad luck got me itching for an exit plan So I ain't waiting in line like I'm the next man Enough rope to hang myself, plus an extra noose The eggs hatch when the chick has come home roost The pudding hid the proof, so I tossed my dreams in a backpack I'm jumping off the room They say the sins of the father fall upon the son So the next chapter I write could be my last one Heads up, niggas about to catch a bad one And I'm swinging on you niggas until my times done [Man speaking...] (...)
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