Last of the Americans

We are the last of the Americans, red-blooded truth

Got bourbon on my tongue and it's always fool-proof

Looking for a God, you gon' find us

'Cause there ain't nothing in this world that you need not trust

And that fear's got you thinking that you live better in doubt

Locked inside a room wondering what it's all about

Life is only lived through a breath and a love

We were conceived by beings up above

And I ain't talking aliens or angels

Talking 'bout collective thought process that weaves and tangles

Every time you feel serendipitous

That just means the mass working and you are a witness

Hoping for a better tomorrow, who's gonna make it?

Watching as these childhood homes grow vacant

Selling memories for a buck fifty

I'll be damned if this world's gonna up and swallow me

So I'm screaming at the top of my lungs, I'm not silent

Gonna need to find someone else to be quiet

Killing every part of my soul to feel righteous

Ego and self control are hard to digest

Better a man for breaking himself

Dissecting the fragments of the evil and creating some help

You never worked my mission, walked my shoes

I was born to be a loser, born to lose

And I'ma always be that 'cause I know my place

Never gut another soldier just to save my face

My father said "Son, I done seen some shit

But nothing's more important than blood and commitment"

My makeshift family marches to a tune

That given the opportunity will carry to the tomb

Deadly and violent, broke and undecided

The future is for taking, I encourage you to find it

If someone would've told me where I am

Drunken on stage with a mic in my hand

I would've said it's all fake, never give and just take

A blood hungry animal that's living on the brink

There's nothing like me, I'm the proof and the choice

A good-looking man with a demon for a voice

Ain't chasing fame, that's a fool's pot of gold

You dumb fucking rappers gonna know it when you're old

I write my story with a pen so vivid

And every bone in my body just knows how to live it

A medium for voices from another realm

Put 'em all on my ship and put crazy at the helm

Choppin' through some waters that you can't understand

That understanding makes a difference in a man

So who you wanna be, the push or the pull?

Victim to circumstance once she blew

Them heartless animals devour in the moment

And every gun around here is always fully loaded

So check yourself before you die and suffer

And open up your mouth, you better duck and cover

'Cause we ain't holding nothing back, ready for the reaper

The lights come up, we gonna entertain the theater

Stories like this only come once a lifetime

Designed for a maniac trying to find his right mind

We're all crazy baby, just up and breathing

J-I-V-I-N, believe it