​still life William Crooks

[Part 1]
(quick, quick, quickly, quickly)

[Chorus]
Head down, stay low
Cookin' queso on the stove
Gas tank gettin' low
Had to lighten my load
Had to bang on the trunk
Plug saved my soul
Got a lump in my throat
Who bang on my door?

Dash out thru my door
I don't want no war
Head down, stay low
One hand on the stove
Gas tank gettin' low
Had to lighten my load
Had to bang on the trunk
Plug saved my soul

[Verse 1]
It's not a knock-knock joke, this shit is real life
You never really know it, 'less you know what this shit feel like
Everything is free only if you got your bills right
To paint a perfect picture violence bleeding out the still life
It wasn't loaded, he ain't know it
Must've bruised his ego
The gas money ran out on 80-West to Reno
I took the platеs off and left it on the side road
My feet wеnt Taylor Swift, that .22 just ain't worth dying for