I dreamt a hairy tale, shit grow hairs on every back
Watching every crack in the wall, expecting smacks
Rejecting tax, the flak falls from eveywhere but home
Before I get to Rome, I gotta get outta this maze
Unfazed by demon days, but in a daze I pretend this is just a faze
Just part of a long rise, check a surprise with a camera flash
Damn no cash, just re-hash the whiplash, tighter with the scattered ash
Z8’s on the corner get warmer with better views
Taking what you’ve used with no hint of penthouse blues
Stint with the jailhouse crews, revolving hair like the Jews
But give a broke ass some clues, fix me with some of your tools
The rule bite my every day with false teeth
I don’t care who I cover, but who I’m lying beneath
I bequeath my role to the coal stoking flames
All on friendly terms but without any names
Playing death games, life isn’t exactly a prize
Just something unexplained, without reason or size
Treason implies that hopeful thighs become wraps and traps
Gaps become raps filled with free tree sap
Planting seeds for further extensions
My brother repeatedly mentions it aint long til my long detention
With tension on the chest, I’ll give the best years to the law
Against it or for it? Arrest me with my heart then ignore it
I claw it back with broken calluscs, unfolding bodies with small tusks
The childhood still busks on the streets hoping for change
I guess I’m home only among the strange
and I hope the dead presidents are all outta my range
Outta my lanes, on the grass off the road
How the fuck can I follow any specific code?
An ode to survival, my ultimate revival, fuck every rival
I’ll be the first to drop the rifle, conflict aint a will
Written by the devil’s slaves, he shaves hairy tales off my skill
What’s worth the kill? Just another life you thought you could spill
Taking picture pills, addicted to predicted situations
Conflicted litigation got this nation on hold
Whatever soul by that dead president was sold
Keeping our bodies cold so our hearts don’t show
Retstart the show so we know where it’s safe to go
Where’s it’s safe to follow the flow, and safe then to rot
Unless in my case, I deserve to get shot
I deserve to be forgot, consigned to my heat
My soul will still remain forever right on beat
You’ll find me in every hook, every tune
I’m thankful I’m alive the same time as you
Now we’ll die gun to gun, what a struggle, what a waste
Forget where I went or where I was based
We’re all eventually replaced, icon or otherwise
Fights on the other side, lights off on the ride
We might be spotted by besotted pigs with their farmers
They could be cruel fools, certainly no snake charmers