Third Shift Dreams

[HOOK]

I'm talkin'
Early morning waking
Eye crust breaking
Thank the Lord
For breath taking
Move making
That's the usual
If I ain't thanking God
Then I must be delusional
Stompin' on the devil
Not doing what I used to do

[FIRST VERSE]

Third shift dreams
Gotta wake up
Couple of ideas
That a brotha tryna bake up
Used to love the slumber
But a brotha had to break up
Hitched to the grind
Now it's time to get'cha
Weight up
Man I got the soul of an
Old black man
On the payroll of a mill
For a pension he won't see
Until he's way old
Come home to a dinner
And a wife that see his vision
Motivation to get back up
Tomorrow work for that pension
I ain't trippin
Just tryna tour places
Rock stages
Won't always be baggin up
Trash bags at gas stations
Wish the A-merican dream
Could be seen by stayin' woke
But sleep is akin to death
And that's the reason why we broke
That's a joke and I rebuke it
I just get it how I'm livin' man
Honest 9 to 5, third shift
Legal tender man
Meanwhile the future lookin'
Scarier than slender man
The destination's dope
But it's the journey you remember man

[HOOK]

I'm talkin'
Early morning waking
Eye crust breaking
Thank the Lord
For breath taking
Move making
That's the usual
If I ain't thanking God
Then I must be delusional
Stompin' on the devil
Not doing what I used to do

[SECOND VERSE]

I skipped Biology today
So I could eat and then to sleep
Just to wake up hours later
And to listen to these beats
Gotta go to work at ten
Cause the hustle never cease
But to quote Nina Simone
Patna I shall be released
I said I shall be released
When I finally will reap
The fruits of my labor
Then shower the seeds upon the streets
Tryna be a ghetto hero
That's as trill as it gets
Prove that you can really make it
Without flippin a brick
Man shootin' that hoop
Keep runnin' that down
You can follow your dreams
And inspire your town
Tryna give back to the hood
Cause who gon' do it?
That's the question
Only reason why I'm blessed
Is to reciprocate that blessing
Cause too many of my brothas
Walkin' strapped with Smith & Wesson
Trapped in this mentality
That's been extremely pressing
Since them olden days
When my people wore them chains
Then they got 'em gold
And put the old ones on top of they brains
Talkin' work full time
School full time
Still tryna find time
For my own pasttime
I been up all night
Michael Farrar but with melanin
I got so many bars
Forgot to tell you 'bout
Which cell I'm in

[HOOK]

Early morning waking
Eye crust breaking
Thank the Lord
For breath taking
Move making
That's the usual
If I ain't thanking God
Then I must be delusional
Stompin' on the devil
Not doing what I used to do