I got death in my pocket and nothing but time All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind I just leave 'em there, I don’t even care, no Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
Don't know, why but it feels like my world is crashing down I just bought a brand... Fuck, how much darkness does it take to get this flashy?
Don't know why, but it feels like my world is crashing down I just bought a brand new car, I wanna crash it now How much darkness does it take to get this flashy now? I lose a piece of my soul when the camera flashes So I’m just asking every fan who's questioning my passion Thinking I'm caught up in fashion or that I forgot my past To understand that I'm just a dropout, I don't have the answers I became a dad so young, I ain't know how to use them Pampers Baby mama's food stamps kept my stomach full I had to make a plan 'cause now my family needed me to make it rapping Me and Slim back at that address, 128th, we trapping Writing lyrics down on napkins Room so small, we shared a mattress Look what happened
I got death in my pocket and nothing but time All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind I just leave ’em there, I don’t even care, no Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
Don't know how I get so high, but I’m not passing out I guess the drugs are in my blood, hope I don't pass it down Hope I'm alive to see my baby get her cap and gown 'Cause doctors told my dad he won’t be here a year from now Yeah, my first reaction was to punching the wall until it's cracking Both my knuckles shattered, don't ask what the fuck's the mattter I've been battling the fact I lost my closest to cancer The only thing she asked was for me and him to get closer But I hung up too fast, went to sleep in and then she passed You've been silent seven years, it took that to get us back We all needed second chances, I've been bottling the sadness I guess I'm just happy that we finally got to bury shit before the casket
I got death in my pocket and nothing but time All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
I think I'm ready to die tonight It's fucked up 'cause I ain't lived half my life I saw the devil and passed him like "You tryna fuck up my afterlife" But I don't even care, you can keep me there, yeah Holding up a flare, I needed a prayer, yeah I got death in my pocket But I feel so aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
