HereGoesNothing

Label this shit that won't let them judge Smoke while I strut through the mud Say what you want, still I do what I does Breath of fresh air I'm a gift to your lungs Fuck what you say, it ain't true Night to the day, we ain't you No need to impress you, no need to out-dress you Just need to outlive you, so I'm eating better Died 100 times now I'm back once more The graveyard shake, and the moon get low The time get slow, and the blunts never go Out like you, when your 50 seconds over I'm contract sober, you gotta lie smoking Locked in a deal, now you on the shelf molding Thought is a green bid, at least where it's poking Now you down, bad knees locked by the police Please step away this is just what I do now Get the fuck round me ,if I don't know you now Please step away this is just what I do now Still in the yard, but we lie with them tombs now