Dead Beats

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[Verse]
We was bad kids, we was bad adults
You ever took that "dad drive" for a pack of smokes?
Every cave ain't gon' have a rope, so if you have to choke
You gon' have to do like Batman when his back was broke
You gon' have to pull yourself up out that rabbit hole
You don't wanna be out here playin' tadpole, whack-a-mole
That's how these kids glow up with only half a soul
Pardon my ways, pardon my ways
Please God, put a rod in my waves
It's so dark, put a star in my gaze
Don't harden my heart, have me harborin' hate
Give me somethin' to starve my flesh, while sharpenin' my faith
You ever sat in your driveway and imagined a road trip?
Lone wolf survivin' off Dasani and old chips
A dime for the toll booth, a nine for the road rage
Ultrasound in your wallet to remember the old days
Ayy y'all, don't we all go AWOL?
Don't we hit a crossroad and then decide to jaywalk?
Don't we make the playoffs, then hear about some layoffs
So if you get a day off, you might as well stay off
Picture me cowboy-killer, foot out the window on a windin' road
Readin' constellations, tryna find a sign of hope
I know it's awful, it's atrocious, it's a tired trope
But every saint done got a stain up on their choir robe