[Intro: Samples]
Ay cuh! Pick up that fucking alarm up dog! It's too fucking early in the morning for that shit! Get up! Goddamn!
[Verse 1: RAMIREZ]
Lost [?]
Looking in the mirror and we all fucked up
Didn't get no sleep, couldn't even eat
Only thing on my mind is a cup full of drank
Our generation's cold, full of facin hoes
Don't know what side to pick, don't know where to go
Stuck in the dark, buck alone in the park
Handling my pain with a little blunt spark
Swerve with the sharks and I eat with the snakes
Death around every corner, and my smile just a fade away
We run away from all confrontation
If I die tomorrow, make sure my little brother grows up right in this fucked up nation
Now we pop mollies and see hallucinations
Drug overdoses and cops always hating
The body's still living but the spirits were taken
Reality
[Interlude: Samples]
[?]
No, dad, I don't care about ice cream right now
What are we gonna do?
It'll all be alright George, it'll work out. It always does
We'll find another job, look George
This is the way it goes, sometimes you're flushed and roughed it's never good as it seems and you'll never be able to get back up again but life goes on. Remember that, money isn't real George, doesn't matter. It always seems like it does
Ay cuh! Pick up that fucking alarm up dog! It's too fucking early in the morning for that shit! Get up! Goddamn!
[Verse 1: RAMIREZ]
Lost [?]
Looking in the mirror and we all fucked up
Didn't get no sleep, couldn't even eat
Only thing on my mind is a cup full of drank
Our generation's cold, full of facin hoes
Don't know what side to pick, don't know where to go
Stuck in the dark, buck alone in the park
Handling my pain with a little blunt spark
Swerve with the sharks and I eat with the snakes
Death around every corner, and my smile just a fade away
We run away from all confrontation
If I die tomorrow, make sure my little brother grows up right in this fucked up nation
Now we pop mollies and see hallucinations
Drug overdoses and cops always hating
The body's still living but the spirits were taken
Reality
[Interlude: Samples]
[?]
No, dad, I don't care about ice cream right now
What are we gonna do?
It'll all be alright George, it'll work out. It always does
We'll find another job, look George
This is the way it goes, sometimes you're flushed and roughed it's never good as it seems and you'll never be able to get back up again but life goes on. Remember that, money isn't real George, doesn't matter. It always seems like it does
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