At least let me put on my
At least let me put on my tux ya mean
If we gon end it like this
See I been thinking bout my death lately
And that in a couple months I'm up to hit up club ventisiete
Back then I prolly woulda Cobain'd maybe
Cause I was drink all of the wine from Amy's house crazy
The easy way out's hasty and to some that's lazy
But you don't know the mental pressure's that comes with aging
I mean black is amazing
But if I'm being brazzen
That comes with erasing of all the human traits of some other races
I'm strong I'm tough
So bold no f*cks
At peak physique but what makes us us
Are the vulnerable moments
Mask it and keep it in motion til my day of atonement
Oh yeh
Gather gather
Hope your hands are rather lathered with soap
Standing ovation for the lone great leader of hope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
My hands clean but my past dirty
One felony four businesses about to pass thirty
My class sturdy even though I never watched my peers
I left the nest in cuffs she couldn't tell me hide my fears
I faced em
I can't let no man tell me what I'm worth
As soon as that melanin set in I was blessed when I was birthed
But nobody's perfect
Conversing private when I worship
They closed synagogues and churches no services just the Hearst's
People dying left and right
Its so hard to keep alive
The man upstairs and playing fair
Please tell me he's joking right
I mean like what's the bigger meaning
Please tell me that I'm dreaming
Every night I'm going sleepless
A funeral for dreamers
It's not insomnia we woke
The society's a hoax
They turned us against each other and now we dying over dope
Mother's crying losing hope
Father's leaving them to show
Our future leaders the ropes
Hanging our youth while we laugh and make jokes
Oh yeh
Gather gather
Hope your hands are rather lathered with soap
Standing ovation for the lone great leader of hope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
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At least let me put on my
At least let me put on my tux ya mean
If we gon end it like this
See I been thinking bout my death lately
And that in a couple months I'm up to hit up club ventisiete
Back then I prolly woulda Cobain'd maybe
Cause I was drink all of the wine from Amy's house crazy
The easy way out's hasty and to some that's lazy
But you don't know the mental pressure's that comes with aging
I mean black is amazing
But if I'm being brazzen
That comes with erasing of all the human traits of some other races
I'm strong I'm tough
So bold no f*cks
At peak physique but what makes us us
Are the vulnerable moments
Mask it and keep it in motion til my day of atonement
Oh yeh
Gather gather
Hope your hands are rather lathered with soap
Standing ovation for the lone great leader of hope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
My hands clean but my past dirty
One felony four businesses about to pass thirty
My class sturdy even though I never watched my peers
I left the nest in cuffs she couldn't tell me hide my fears
I faced em
I can't let no man tell me what I'm worth
As soon as that melanin set in I was blessed when I was birthed
But nobody's perfect
Conversing private when I worship
They closed synagogues and churches no services just the Hearst's
People dying left and right
Its so hard to keep alive
The man upstairs and playing fair
Please tell me he's joking right
I mean like what's the bigger meaning
Please tell me that I'm dreaming
Every night I'm going sleepless
A funeral for dreamers
It's not insomnia we woke
The society's a hoax
They turned us against each other and now we dying over dope
Mother's crying losing hope
Father's leaving them to show
Our future leaders the ropes
Hanging our youth while we laugh and make jokes
Oh yeh
Gather gather
Hope your hands are rather lathered with soap
Standing ovation for the lone great leader of hope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
At least let me put on my tux ya mean
If we gon end it like this
See I been thinking bout my death lately
And that in a couple months I'm up to hit up club ventisiete
Back then I prolly woulda Cobain'd maybe
Cause I was drink all of the wine from Amy's house crazy
The easy way out's hasty and to some that's lazy
But you don't know the mental pressure's that comes with aging
I mean black is amazing
But if I'm being brazzen
That comes with erasing of all the human traits of some other races
I'm strong I'm tough
So bold no f*cks
At peak physique but what makes us us
Are the vulnerable moments
Mask it and keep it in motion til my day of atonement
Oh yeh
Gather gather
Hope your hands are rather lathered with soap
Standing ovation for the lone great leader of hope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
My hands clean but my past dirty
One felony four businesses about to pass thirty
My class sturdy even though I never watched my peers
I left the nest in cuffs she couldn't tell me hide my fears
I faced em
I can't let no man tell me what I'm worth
As soon as that melanin set in I was blessed when I was birthed
But nobody's perfect
Conversing private when I worship
They closed synagogues and churches no services just the Hearst's
People dying left and right
Its so hard to keep alive
The man upstairs and playing fair
Please tell me he's joking right
I mean like what's the bigger meaning
Please tell me that I'm dreaming
Every night I'm going sleepless
A funeral for dreamers
It's not insomnia we woke
The society's a hoax
They turned us against each other and now we dying over dope
Mother's crying losing hope
Father's leaving them to show
Our future leaders the ropes
Hanging our youth while we laugh and make jokes
Oh yeh
Gather gather
Hope your hands are rather lathered with soap
Standing ovation for the lone great leader of hope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
Hands clean but I'm knee deep in the dope
Writer: David Rust, Trevon Stevens
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