MR. SWEET

Im always wrong
theres never enough space
my brains or my race
im always outta place
calculate stakes
in an altered state
ignore the pain down in back
so my body wont ache
cuz im mobbin on crutches
steps like lunges
bag fulla books
and some tuna punch lunches
the sicker the winter
the bitter december
step pennies to glitter
walk shoes to slippers
guesses n gun claps
stresses n come backs
wheeze like 8 tracks
breathe im hvac
got contacts n networks
who bomb back when brets hurt
delegate n test perts
off grid in dress shirts
so its back to the road
back to the cold
braggin dont matter
when you haggard n old
so its time a job
duty to my parents
n if i die on this road
man im just not carin

HOOK

Coffee from philz
contracts n bills
got a heart fulla fire
but my veins fulla chills
Coughin and pills
Doctors and ills
Death all around me
Just collections and wills

JOSHUA CHAMBER

Coffee in the freezer, water in the kettle
Let the ground settle I’m breakin down the reefer
Numbers on my beeper
Stakes higher than Jesus, if you scared call the preacher….
I comb my beard up
Overhung like soldier numb, with a broken lung
Last night I was feeling it and I don’t sleep for shit
Look at these fools I put em on
Look at the thanks I get
Whatever I ever time I gave a shit man its anc-ient
I fantasize bout this back in the east bay
Minus all of the deep hate
All I want is to eat a plate some good rest
A cheap date and some good neck
I got a lot shit to keep straight
my seeds safe, tryin me
All I can do is kneel and pray
Ease back I been working through a lean day
Fuck outta way less you fuckers wanna meet fate

HOOK

BASALONIUS FUNK

You can’t bring me down, no more
We fight for our rights (X4)
We cannot be moved
We fight for our rights (X4)

HOOK

Coffee from philz
contracts n bills
got a heart fulla fire
but my veins fulla chills
Coughin and pills
Doctors and ills
Death all around me
Just collections and wills

OUTRO

we on
we on
the roooaaad
(x2)
u broke my heart tho