Wrekonize
Fugitive (Witness Protection Mix)
[Hook]
If the phone don't ring and the line goes cold
I really need you to know, you got to let it go!
Just let it go! (Oh)
They can lock me up 'til my faith grows old
But they'll never take away my soul
Unless I let it go, I won't let it go! (Oh)
[Verse 1]
I worked in this city for years
Thought that I had persevered
Snapped once and they labeled me a murderer
I should have woke you up this morning
Just to tell you that I love you
But I didn't really feel like disturbing ya'
I saw the city go from golden to Gotham
Wholesome to rotten, rock bottom, south beach to Serbia
Now they'll convict me with murder, ha?
Carry up my so-called peers
I can't believe the fucking nerve of ya'
I've seen the gas price go ozone
Fast life in slow loans
We are burning down my lavish old folks home
Now I'm choking on the bone that they've thrown
Cause I can't chew the fat full of hormones and war songs
I should've let loose from time to time
Deep breath and low tones
To beat the stress and bed it in my souls' home
Instead I cracked up in cold sound
Jail bars with no dope
Praying to a god I'm sure I don't know