We All Heard the Warnings

Yeah

This one for the broken ones, the black sheep, the cracked-out sons

Trailer trash prophets

Real talk, real scars

I know I rap 'bout dope and meth and bags of powder white

But I ain't sayin' do it, I'm just showin' you my life

Ain't no glamour in that foil, ain't no future in that pipe

Just some backwoods demons that I fought damn near every night

I was raised on them dare talks, preacher's breath smellin' like gin

Told me drugs would kill me, shit, I laughed and took a hit again

We all hear the warnin', still play chicken with the sin

Now I'm dancin' with the devil, beggin' God to let me win

I ain't glorifyin', I'm testifyin'

This that real shit, blood oath, soul cryin'

Don't want the youth to follow in this fire

But you can't stop 'em, hell, I couldn't stop mine

Yeah, we all heard the warnin'

Still we ran toward the flame

Now we high, hurt, hollowed

And insane just the same

Ain't a flex, it's a curse, ain't a dream, it's a hearse

Seen too many laid out, shirts soaked, moms burst

I rap what I lived, not what I want y'all to chase

Ain't no future in the trap, just an early grave or case

I ain't never said it's cool, just said it's true

I ain't never sold a lie in my redneck blues

I talk guns, I talk drugs, I talk war, and I talk pain

But if you got a choice, walk away from this game

We all been told, "Don't smoke that, don't shoot that vein"

But here we are, chewin' pills just to numb the rain

And if the kids hear my tracks and think that shit's lit

I pray they know I'm talkin' 'bout regret, not a hit

I ain't glorifyin', I'm testifyin'

This that real shit, blood oath, soul cryin'

Don't want the youth to follow in this fire

But you can't stop 'em, hell, I couldn't stop mine

Yeah, we all heard the warnin'

Still we ran toward the flame

Now we high, hurt, hollowed

And insane just the same

I lost my brother to the needle, lost my homie to the pills

Watched my closest fade away, chasin' highs that never heal

Ain't a hug, ain't a prayer, that could bring 'em back to me

Just these ashes in a jar, and they ghost in my dreams

Got a brother in the dirt, got a best friend gone

Got a list of lost souls I still cry for in these songs

And the world keep spinnin', but my heart stay froze

When you bury that many loved ones, you forget how love grows

Every grave's a lesson, but the streets don't study

Too busy snortin' poison with a fake-ass buddy

And the news say, "Epidemic," but this shit feel like war

'Cause I got more dead friends than I got left in store

I ain't glorifyin', I'm testifyin'

This that real shit, blood oath, soul cryin'

Don't want the youth to follow in this fire

But you can't stop 'em, hell, I couldn't stop mine

Yeah, we all heard the warnin'

Still we ran toward the flame

Now we high, hurt, hollowed

And insane just the same

You can tell a kid a hundred times

"Don't go, go down that line"

But if the pain's in their blood

They gon' find their own crime

So I speak the truth in every line

Not to sell it, but to warn

This the soundtrack of the damned

Who all ignored the horns