Empty Bottles of Water People Under the Stairs

[Intro] Double K
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[Verse 1] Double K

Man, sitting alone's crazy, sometimes amazing
Physical on the couch, but mentally, yo, I'm grazing in the grass
Staring through the glass filled with time
Just hanging in the air, but it really ain't there
My rhyme was dope, a couple seconds ago
Couldn't even peep my own flows
Sometimes thats how it goes
Don't even catch myself when I'm wandering 'round the Badlands
Being the bad man, looking for a lid in hand
You probably think I'm bugging when I say that I'm the president
And all these other dudes are hesitant
I got the answer to everything, it's all in how the door swings
Your way or that way out there, I'm right there
Purple hills and purple pills are for people who probably
Never permanently tried to get live, you lied
Pre-paid hip-hop taking over the two jeep
But this marijuana I'm smoking, steady, take heed
And every time I blow, she tell me something she knows
A very good listener, we rap back-to-back
And rat-pack shorties is always telling a story
They too busy watching Glory and Belly
Wishing for a celly with the flip-down talk switch, just to pop shit
But this group I came with, we on some rock 'n' roll shit
Psychadelic paragraphs, I might be thinking too fast
Answers in the form of a
My brother, don't ask
Half the time I don't know, it make sense and then it don't
I grab ahold and let go 'cause it's all for show
And when the curtains come down, I'm still giving a pound
With the same frown as Mike T with the pro sound
And the know-how, I think I go now and wonder how
That bottle that looked full was really empty