Tree, tropical sun for runtime late, no further fate No more bells and whistles, cellophane crystals No more bills, grill employment for shills, for pistols No funds breaking natural mistaking cornucopia for utopia awaken This hard coping but escape deluded carbon copy titanium confused people Wrapped around the church's steeple They got an iron flag and need a soothsayer to speak to No more runs to Baltimore No more drinking in CJ's liquor store No more Johnny Law knocks at the door Like the monkey's paw Be careful what you wish for Throat sore from nights at the bar Shootin' the raw, no more Holding work in my draws Carrying sacks, black Santa Claus And how do they greet you in Toledo Like a mosquito flying when the minds of [?] And Oppenheimer showed the most lethal Explosive invented to spend it wisely as a say goodbye See the ease thinking inevitable Please keep drinking and dreaming Fiending for colours non-plastic No more games to 21 No more county summers in the sun, swatting chiggers No more being a nigga, who pulls the most triggers, who dick bigger Newports in the winter, seeing my breath on the porch steps Plenty secrets been kept Plain folks lost they head, ain't protect they neck No more regrets Pull spliffs to make time stretch 'cause that's all you get You can have good luck or godspeed Whatever you need to feed a creed No more corners to jails, education derailed indeed No more prisons, nobody listens, everyone talks Blaring off the box My mind is gone around the block Precipitation over continental buildup Fill up, reduce steam The cardiograph approach normal I turn down the dial Filed through all the bars with a file And I went running miles and miles No more skyscrapers No more just getting paper Gotta pay up sooner than later For all those forced team bargains [?] overseas capers In a world of glass elevators Ain't no willies without haters They hungry in the field, right or wrong You been lying so long Returning from foreign lands with crimson hands Silver in your pocket, shifting sands No more places to stand No more near misses crouched in ditches No more stolen kisses from a mistress Watching her do dishes, with smoke in her eyes Sweet swishers This is a shifty setup, they got nets up Keep your head up and pay attention, relax It's a shifty setup, they got nets up Keep your head up and pay attention Take it easy