[Intro]
Yeah
Mic check, mic check, mic check
Ashes, Ashes, Ashes
Test one

[Verse 1]
It's all just a flick of the wrist
Practice your form, follow through when you miss, hope you've been taking these tips
And applying them to the way you live
There's no denying all your talents and gifts, but even polar bears slip
Down the hard way, the simplest of dark days
Get blown out of proportion, like a action movie car chase
Even with the warning, sometimes you have the learn the hard way
And live with the consequences after, yeah

[Chorus]
Wake up, smell the roses
Pockets full of poses, ash to ashes, dust to dust, we
Listen to your old head
It gets hard to focus, I'm still fucking up, and I see
Wake up smell the roses
Pockets full of poses, ash to ashes, dust to dust, we
It gets hard to focus
Listen to your old head, I'm still fucking up, and I see
[Post-Chorus]
I'm still fucking up
Is it hard? Yes, it seems I try my luck
Bet it all on a dream when I get stuck
I just chill

[Verse 2]
I was always told, "Follow your heart, it's a pot of gold"
If they trap the body, you got a soul, never slow up for these maricóns
Got to get it, even on my own, don't need a crown, that's a feeble throne
No time to debate the rights or wrongs, living like I won't be living long
I cannot chose, so I play the field, I cannot lose, got to make a mill'
Sick of the mail, gotta pay these bills, can't compromise, got to say what's real
How we all talking like haters, still? Know who I am, you can't sway the will
Came a long way from that pay-to-play, spitting shit harder than Man of Steel, yeah

[Chorus]
Wake up, smell the roses
Pockets full of poses, ash to ashes, dust to dust, we
Listen to your old head
It gets hard to focus, I'm still fucking up, and I see
Wake up smell the roses
Pockets full of poses, ash to ashes, dust to dust, we
It gets hard to focus
Listen to your old head, I'm still fucking up, and I see
[Post-Chorus]
I'm still fucking up
Is it hard? Yes, it seems I try my luck
Bet it all on a dream when I get stuck
I just chill