Bitches Brew

[Verse 1] On exile from wonderland Escaped death off with his fucking head again I'm working on my ninth life So this is the last chance I got to make it right With a sight You ever see an underdog take flight? In the night At the height of his god-given plight Still fighting until the roads clear Just showing you where I am like a road flare Still scared like you starring at a nightmare Your worst fear's in physical form right-chea So add here to the protocol, role call Killers on speed-dial who can off your top like a freestyle Meanwhile [Hook] The Winter's gone, Summer too Living in these last days kind of comfortable The skies turn from light blue to a stormy view Nothing new, it ain't no telling what these bitches brew [Verse 2] Now I'm dealing with the onslaught A far cry from what they all thought The lone slave who was bought Ran away then caught Then he fought 'til death All he did was insurrect 'til his very last breath And that's what I'm on Bad bones, and that's word to my skeleton Until we get the money like a telethon, it's war time Like minds, who got nines and pipe-bombs ??? light shine to the point, don't try and swipe mine And that's cool cause the rules of engagement says there's no honor Amongst thieves and known haters So I back up in it like I don't know my limit Guess it was written for me to become snake-bitten But I don't listen to the warning signs And most don't pay attention and even if they do, it's borderline Black earnest [???] with a forty-five Acting my way through a lifetime until death finds Me chilling, God willing I'll be doing fine On recline sipping moonshine But when them stars align [Hook] [Verse 3] On exile from wonderland Where everybody wants the upper hand And a couple grand could get you deaded where you stand Where you land is where your wake is Kid, this the land of them cash money makers and them money takers You came to break a big bank for a little bit So take a number, and file in behind the last nigga in line Cause everybody here was born under a bad moon, and raised by dollar signs Mask on like it's time for black collar crimes But it's only crime if I survive So it's one more sunrise 'til that other side I guess I'm finna take this last ride Still a nigga ready for the worst of it I'm going in blind like fuck it, I ain't rehearsing' shit Improv perform for all you lesser guys Going from the highest high, to a nose-dive So fast these suckas won't even see the crash Made my splash, now I'm free at last Until then [Hook]