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Verse 1 JM: I be Doing my best impression Of that motherfucker Charlton Heston Not til you pry my words from my cold dead hands And these old wrote notes wrote with old ass pens Will I ever give in to things I hold principles on paly instruments of influence with balance drawn lights off and on its complicated between hopes and hatred Sleep: Just fading away waiting patient but it's getting the best of me lately and the weights breaking me down I'm out of breath out of next steps seems out of my reach out of my league want out of debt I'm working hard be certain of that I've raised the bar I've gained my scars got a purpose in rap I played my part I'm in the history when the town appears on the map and you can miss me when I'm out of here... Chorus I'm out of here I'm out of here I'm out of here I'm way out I ain't ever gonna get through to you Songtexteway out here just looking for something just don't know what it is Verse 2 JM: If you don't know and can't find out what it is That bugs you, when you bug out you can't outrun you Run from the girl who tells you that she loves you Like you walking on the edge of the cliff and just she nudge you Is it better, to be better Than not to be not necessarily bad but not much better regrets will getcha no rocks to roll with. Just want someone to stroll with Drink cold beers and grow colas Be conscience be focused. What else? Long term growth, especially of myself.. Fix this hot mess I call my love life I love life (this much) but don't have no love life. Im Out of here, I need to right old wrongs, Fix this old dog broke down by social flaws. Social butterfly opening doors, opening bras, i'm deep in its jaws, i'm out of here. Verse 3 Sleep: Now my pen's my pal my then and now similar my friends can vouch I get it out with syllables since I was a kid, I've been about it bouncing around ounce on the counter lounge on the couch with no encounters acting bananas paying the bills with soda cans in my anchor head manor Some would say the glory days have came and went away but I'm a believer those kids are deceived I'm keeping it moving for those days remember the conversations the hours of plotting to make the nation see the NW was here to fill the vacancy. And still we kill it we stay building real deal not swag acting like we the illest I'm a diligent intelligent city slicker hooligan nit picker for relevance a tic away from rule again my Mic's luminous soon I'm assuming the form of cumulus stupid kid get a clue the acid rain's the proof of it! I'm a moon mover a planet rocker a tidal waver an approved ruler a soundscaper a dragon slayer Aus Songtexte Mania