I'll be wasted by the morning
Sleep as all the towers fall
And when they do
I will walk amongst the haunting
But I will Keep an a eye on you
I want a proper degree
I want you talking to me
I wanna talk to a proper department
Bout garbage the government offering me
I wanna talk bout the poverty rocking the country and criminal gardening scene
Since nobody understands why
You and I participate in this crime every year
And yet participate
And so we all gonna get a hate
For the beggars at the gate
Till we're beggars at the gate
Hell we all a little late
Take till 2048
97 mama made a kid that's gonna flip this fucking page
Oh the homie sings
On to better things
Went n bought some rings
Now I'm smoking funny things
And it was 199what
In my 20s I don't get
Why the years don't just fly past
They come by smack me in the head
I'll be wasted by the morning
Sleep as all the towers fall
And when they do
I will walk amongst the haunting
But I will Keep an a eye on you
I know how this gonna work
You're gonna tell me get a job
Maybe pray to god
And then go to Church
And then pay taxes
And support a girl
Then I'm gonna say I been on the dirt
And that I need your help
Then the help at the counter said
Thank you sir now go to hell
Stop me
Imma
Break loose
I'm a zombie
High top Nike shoes
Bling What a combi
Needa be in top form
Bring the bread home
All you gonna know now
Got the voice on me
Call me
Ey
What you wanna say to my face now
Wanna make up wanna talk shit homie
Give me my space now I be in a race now
Ain't no second no third
First only
I'll be wasted by the morning
Sleep as all the towers fall
And when they do
I will walk amongst the haunting
But I will Keep an a eye on you
I'll be wasted by the morning
Sleep as all the towers fall
And when they do
I will walk amongst the haunting
But I will Keep an a eye on you