Godspeed, na na na Thirteenth floor elevator, bow before something greater Know the ledge so I stumble wayward, dope the native Gold threaded rope, blew smoke in via neighbor Bullet of throat inspired animal behavior Spoiled was [?] one up in the chamber Tomorrow never knows, bros pose like stranger [?] False God who you pray to Make it on my own with the celly unavailable Twelve missed calls on the line sob hysterical Eight day [?] face something terrible Several concussions, gon' stand for something [?] Nigga dumping, funcrushing function First responders kept unconscious, room for the somber After the shots she cried, dropped her head in her thighs Where's God now? You ain't have to let him die [?] catch it any time, fly be any mean, at the semi steams Speaking in extreme, though it's such a common [?] Idle threats vex react like a man possessed Stretch weight measured and I [?] Who gon' test, can't seem to shake the hex Flesh of my flesh, [?] and every [?] Ballistic sciences, hollow point direct, recognize thresholds And negative stress, recognize thresholds and negative stress Recognize thresholds and negative stress Dollar van, jump out with the box fade Walk in these blocks, the times changed If you gotta ask what's the price range Not in your lane, I'm too old to steal high train As much data [?] the crime wave, designed the train Somebody remind ray, [?] Coming of age talk, they shoot first blow you away Maybe then they'll explain as you return to the earth Barely a blurb in the dailies, candle light vigil brought brandy Where he once ran free, stomp face, deep sea Send a grand marquee My eyes stay drawn, but I don't ever really sleep Keep conversation brief, less my loose leaf decrease Cats get more cream and I just renewed my lease Feast or famine, fuck the middle ground See who still standing, we split it down Down, down Gawdspeed Rose from the dead, peeling off on three wheels Can it be so so surreal Blame it on the sun, frozen cold in a long hot summer Feel like everybody and they mother got they damn gun up Barely fifty bills on his person when they murked him Fishin through his pockets only feel, they putting work in Nobody get what they deserve, still I'm searchin Heard the clip purge words straight travel furthest Curtains, six deep beneath surface Packed churches, black suits and hearses Veil-covered eyes, eulogize you memory No known enemy Tragic, it should never be His expression so serene, no sympathy for the devil, agree? Curse your firstborn seed, hope you hear they last wheeze Gawdspeed, Godspeed