| Who could lose a life for a traffic light? |
| Am I steppin' out for sacrifice? |
| Whole week, my start up wasn’t actin' right |
| Now my body down the stream, on the blackest night |
| It could be a hooptie or a Mercedes (Mercedes) |
| These muhfuckas still try to play me |
| Night crawlers lurkin', all sons of Hades (Hades) |
| That’s why they weapon never knew no safety |
| We go to fuck up the bar |
| If I go broke, I’ma just reup tomorrow |
| They try to boot up the car |
| I pay it off, they tried to shoot up the car |
| Two in the mornin', the bullets is flyin' on open roads, that’s very bizarre |
| Au revoir, skin grazed |
| 'Cause the weed burnt, from this sweet cigar |
| Hell bent, and my hands raised |
| 'Cause them silent palms still talk to God |
| Here or home bound, that’s West bound, if they spare the rod |
| Sirens put me to sleep |
| Blue lights slow my achin' breath |
| I feel like screamin' but there’s hollow creeks inside my chest |
| No use of yellin' at the wall, when the foundation deaf |
| We gotta mutilate the bricks until we see the ground is left |
| Thief in the night, they found a shadow there that never slept |
| My brother be over kept |
| Streetlights can be overstepped |
| Understand when the quiet comes, all we hear is death |
| Understatement |
| Everybody ridin' (Dirtily) |
| Drownin' like Poseidon (Currently) |
| They come out of hidin' (Suddenly) |
| Where you at? We’re frightened (Hurry please) |
| Everybody ridin' (Dirtily) |
| Drownin' but survivin' (Currently) |
| I could take my time but |
| You never know the time |