New Song #4 (Hope)

They say you have to crawl before you walk.

So every time I fall, I get back up.

Hands against the wall. You're fixing to lose it all.

But what ya'll don't understand is that we've lost it all.

We've been broke, we've been struggling, we've lost hope.

Big ass smile when you take the oath.

Protesting with signs in front of city hall.

Like fuck it, we need the G.O.A.T.

You don't know what its like to sling dope.

Rely on quotes that somebody else wrote.

All you care about is votes and who knows who's counting those.

That's some real shit, think about it.

See, that's the problem. To many people's eyes are closed.

So in the midst of all this I just put on my cloak.

Try to save the day with these lyrics that I've spoke.

Soak it up. All you politicians are jokes.

We see through the smoke.

We see the fucking hoax.

Go beast mode at your throats with a rope and watch you choke.

To the point where your eyes roll back and your lids begin to close.

That's what you're owed when we've been provoked.

And even though this is how we feel.

At the end of the day we're still broke.

People are still getting killed over senselessness.

My solution is to get stoned while in the zone.

Hence the tense words that I spit and thing is...I'm only a kid.

I'm only a kid.

I'm only a kid and you'll have to kill me before I quit.

Even if you do I'll still come back like tales from the crypt.

I've got the wit to call the right blitz.

We're coming for you, and we will not slip.

Don't throw a fit when we have you in our grips.

Rinse the blood from your lips, you pigs.

Urban myth.

The big hand is on six while the little hand just ticks.

Can't you see that were slightly ticked.

Don't take it lightly, We're fucking sick of the same old shit.

We tried to tell you politely.

We tried to tell you nicely.

We tried to tell you precisely whats going on.

But to you we're tiny.

Right?

Cry out to every God. From almighty to Aphrodite.

We need help from everybody.

Even though that's highly unlikely. I still tried, you see.

We're like a baby straight out the wound.

Crying just to try and breath.

I wrote this from a small town in N.C.

Average guy with little fear and big dreams.

If I take your spot I'm not a thief.

Technically I'm just taking any opportunity to better me and my team.

Unity.

That's what I speak. That's what I spit about.