Drowning Pool
• Written by Sonder
Sonder's Notes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0H7zF2yPqQY
I forgot about commas
Drowning in words like a saga of novels
It aint Waka Flock its
Me on the blocks with the fattest ass pockets
Close it and lock it
Etch more notches in the box made of rock shit
feel older than fossils
Folding my clothes while I'm reading the columns
Tear shit apart if it aint the right genre
Feel what you feel and I'm feeling like sonder
Open your eyes to the sky and it's father
Doctor prescribed me to grind for the dollar
Stripes versus solids
Playing around in the sewers with goblins
Resorting to violence
Express yourself end turned up to silence
Silence (molly) Silence (molly) Silence (molly) Silence
So high you call your mommy
Then Shoot em up
John Gotti
Is he dead, prolly
Shotty to the knee and three to the body
Bars off the cage and put em in the lobby
If everyone's free I guess I'm nobody
Contraband on my hands, dusty
Must these circles be perfect?
Trynna teach work but I can't seem to learn it
Drowning in silence I won't ever surface
Drowning in silence I won't ever surface
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Sonder
Member since September 22 2014