[Young G]
Checking in with the wrecked out grin, no interest in gin
Thoughts of where I've been, experienced within, though memory is dim
Fuck it, I don't care, and neither do you
The future is where your heart is at true
Mind in the present, arrival where I started at
Babylonian peasant herald angel harped at

[Mxlplx]
It all go down at once
Thermal breakdown breaking you down like "what?"
Don't hurt me now cuz I'm way too fucked up
Knees to the ground like whеn you bust nuts
Except I'm praying, pray to God for help
Can't help but pray whеn you don't got nothing else
Know what I'm saying, man, you know how it felt?
Ain't no delaying when your soul bout to melt
Going out blazing, baby, fuck a seat belt
Don't need your safety, I'll deal with what I'm dealt
Continue raising all the stakes cuz I can
You know I hate it, blood, I hate what I am
But I can't change so I take it like a man
Blow out my brains daily til I understand
Cool down the frame to maintain what I'm damned
To feel it to kill by the sword in my hand
What you feel is real, there never was a way out
And there never will be til the day you break out
Feel better when you feel me, but I can't make you shout
Give it up if you got it, if you don't give me shit
But if you want it, you can bet I won't quit
[Swank]
(To the left, to the left
To the right, to the right
To the left, to the left
To the right, to the right)

Thanks be to God cause I don't know how or where I got off
Together gone in pieces and crawl, they say it ain't no secret
The soul of the life beneath us
The glowing money water's our weakness
A road to never bother our deepest fool's gold
If you're a fool then fuck you
We roll to the music we live in and oft
Been in transmission, no cost but the love of drifting away
To the cuts and corners of love
My blowing kiss in the world
Has left our vision too stoned to be dogs submitting
Got to blind up my back bound to existence
But if say West at, where the pigeon?
On a porch puffing my line to the friction
Thanks be to God, got emission
Feeling like a night train running out the system
Leave alone loved em, 'nother one picked em
It's on like a nice game rolling for position
Half of what we understand is all we don't mention
What's better then belief when you touched by suspicion?
Burning up instructions and running out intentions
Give me one to blow, let me show you what I been in, bitch
(Ahhh!!)
[Young G and Swank]
Stabs of energy lost, traded in broke
Can't even find pleasure in smoke
Now I feel better until I choke
(We don't mention what's better to believe, when you shooken up for suspicion)
Economics were a joke
(Burning up instructions, running out intentions)
Living in my toes
(Give me one to bl- *coughing*)
Lifetimes that I wrote
Discourage the hoax
Of the mind and its road
They expect you to follow
Patrolled by the hollow
Swine in their assignments
Cuz they need the payments, living in the trade wins