Making music for the people on the run
Resist neglect, put the glock up to my gun
Fucked up in my skull
Locked up, young blood, dried up in the sun
Making music for the people on the run
Resist neglect, put the glock up to my gun
Fucked up in my skull
Locked up, young blood, dried up in the sun
I was lost, all I saw was you
I could not elude
The trap you put around my foot
But I used you, to all the disadvantages I could
You screaming like a brazen bull
You looking for the truth, lets go
You was sipping from the wrong cup
Gave you black curse
You speaking on your last words
Its the reason I could hurt you
Cause I'm through you like bullet train
Reminiscance fade
I could zip you up, I'm living in the hope
That one day I will cope
With everything thats said
It is white on black
I put you on a pedastal
I'm conscious of my thoughts
But I struggle letting go
I struggle with the cold
I lost you, locked in, in my zone, yah
Making music for the people on the run
Resist neglect, put the glock up to my gun
Fucked up in my skull
Locked up, young blood, dried up in the sun
Making music for the people on the run
Resist neglect, put the glock up to my gun
Fucked up in my skull
Locked up, young blood, dried up in the sun