shadows and victories
Singer:busdriver
these nights she can't breathe
these nights she can't see
she like to pour her soul in it
like them girls out to party in the world
sip bacardi from another dude's top
probably screw to prove a point
assumin' get you nowhere fast
relationship need a deep fast
you're convinced you're in the rough
brought up super tough like his nickname was rocky
didn't know he had a shotty
eat the food that's connected to your conscious
black coffins filled with black prophets
the history a cycle many of us just caught in
keep it movin' like the stock car
i'm tooken from the back of the yard
maintainin' while they tryin' to lock jaws
but disconnect it to the same train
these nights she can't breathe
these nights she can't see
smoke a whole o.c. in tiki huts
who used to do-si-do with no three
eating brunch from a tv's cunt
now i throw jabs with a clutched blade and download no upgrades
cause my niggas' lives homogenized to drug trade
stop actin' like they waved the fee
like drugs were the change that you were made to be
niggas bleeding on the soggy paper plates meant they acryllic for
my idyllic rage face the enslaved race from the 1800's are tasting trump sticks while they're administrating thumb pricks
i spring on attack to operate phosphorous flares
but do i know how to kill anymore?
should i defrost crosshairs?
and aim right at the ten stars then knights of the kevlar then turn up
act like we revised the benchmarks
but we didn't reach limits
wanna call your ego-baiting altruistic
and bump piglets to redundant visits
to look up at these real niggas when they walk the stage
shun them and they done them
and when the song's ending so
sunny disp like it's pre-med
even on batshit and at risk and i can only see red
these nights she can't breathe
these nights she can't see