For me there ain't no finish, I get it then I replenish I get up and I go get it while you sitting in the dirt like How he do that? Bones, why you do that? Always high, never hiding That knife, it hop off my body I let it fly if you doubt it It will add some miles to your mileage, I make it go But you knew that, but you knew that It's the graveyard legend, they say that they independent But they went and hired suits for business, booking, etcetera It's the ultimate contradiction, I love how they got conviction Result of false belief in self, it's time to hem up their britches They swear that they're something different It's time to hold up the mirror
[Pre-Hook] Let them see what there really is, what there really is Let them see what there really is, what there really is
[Hook] Blunts in the backyard (Sunny day, sunny day, sunny day) Blunts in the backyard (Sunny day, sunny day, sunny day) Blunts in the backyard (Sunny day, sunny day, sunny day)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
