BEFORE THE SHOW

North 38th street

Where you catch me

Coming through on the west side, keep it lowkey

Don't choke, this a landslide on a joyride

I'm up off that octane in the endgame

North 38th street

Where you catch me

Coming through on the west side, keep it lowkey

Don't choke, this a landslide on a joyride

I'm up off that octane in the endgame

And I brace for the weather, never better

I break it down like Mayweather, what's the matter?

Full plate

Send you straight to nirvana, no need for ganja

Fly by like I'm Batman smoking Afghan

Keep it strapped

With the twelves man in the badlands

Late nights with the reaper, you can keep her

Hit the snooze, I'm a sleeper, never sweeter

And I'm up, toe'ing on the line

Isn't that for I

Go ahead say your goodbyes

Ya, ya, ya

Take a look

Take a drag

Take a smoke

Every time I die inside, how I know?

Ya, I'm really on the fritz

Takin hits, bought a K of blow

Now I'm at the grave doing fucking lines before the show

Bitch wanna scream

Ima make you cream

Open up ur legs, back it up, take a seat

Ya, the blood don't make me cry

No the tears make me bleed

Now I'm weeping trying to sleep, face of god telling me

Play along, go to bed, die inside, go to sleep

Now I'm shootin up high as fuck, scraping shit behind my teeth

Brain so clustered, drill the hole, ya a lobotomy

I don't mean

I don't mean to kill your fucking self-esteem

But here I go, here I go

Another one before the show

I need to make a part of me that doesn't fucking seem unseen

This soul of mine, ya I'll never let it go

Store it now, push it low

Never let it out

Ya, until you blow

Ya, ya, ya

Take a look

Take a drag