[Intro]
I prep my words before I ever leave the house, Ay
Fucking with the wrong one
A bullet to ya spouse, Ay
Redrum, better run
We creepin' through the town, Ay
You better move reluctant cause we movin' up n out, Ah
Remain faded till my fate come
Hope I, stay sane
Hope the fame gon' come
Self acclaimed, smoke spliff
Till my brain go numb
Swallow racids of the acid
Till my frame go dumb
Bro it's true and tragic
You snitches with the passion
Nеver passive bro
We applеs fell from different branches
It's cocase, close range
City look like Athens
Feel like Babylon man
So it's fuckin classist
All alone, crossfaded and ya homies gone, Ay
Who you layin' hands upon? Ay
Reckless till the heat is drawn, Ay
You best to carry on
You best to carry on
Fuck
Ay, Watch where you walking in the turf, Ay, Ay
Ten toes down for the curb, Ay
In the end we just buried in the earth
Smokin' with the reaper we were watching heaven burn, Ay, Ay
Watch where you walking on the turf, Ay
Said I'm ten toes down for the curb, Ay
In the end we just buried on the earth
Smokin' with the reaper we were watching heaven burn
Heaven burn
You best to- best to carry on
Best to- best to carry on
In the end we just buried in the Earth
Smokin' with the reaper we were watchin heaven burn, Ay
[Outro]
Carry on was written by Mikey swamp.
Carry on was produced by halberd.