Good Morning

[Taboo]
I don't belong here, I wanna dive out of my flesh
Feel like a viking savage on time traveling quest
I'm tired of y'all sleeping while my tribes battling debt
So you need a pot of coffee to your face like Pineapple Express
Wake up
Quit snoring it's good morning Vietnam
These dudes are trying push your snooze button, you should be alarmed
We still have dreams but the belief is gone, the TV's on
Telling us to collect what we don't need in our greedy palms
We down in the dirt pledging allegiance to the leaches
While the demons set their traps and attach their leashes to the phoenix
This life is disgusting at times it ain't even for the squeamish
They say that justice is blind but I'll believe it when I see it
You see a small folk are all broke so we run a razor across your throat for them federally insured notes
Flirting with disaster, Whitman's sampler are full of lost hopes
Our cologne is gunpowder, dutch masters and exhaust smoke
We don't believe the leaders so we scream it louder
Y'all are full of shit, should've built that freedom tower out of fecal matter
We're not sheep, we won't bow like feeble cowards
We got a certain dream to short circuit the machine, with people power

Y'all niggas can't touch us...
This is real life happening every day
Shit is better than a novel autobiographic...
This is real life happening every day

[Nightwalker]
Uh, bars on the windows, metal doors and spiked gates
These drugs can get your kids even if you live in a nice place
It's getting intense
I'm at my wits end
I don't even believe in God but I'm still praying for my sick friends
I catch you buying crack?
I'll read you the Riot Act
A lone wolf in charge of a fucking lion pack
Do I run shit? or are these people getting lazy?
The stupidity of humans never ceases to amaze me
They tried to catch the kid but I left em in the dust
Now police carry guns to protect themselves from us
I mean it could be worse, I didn't want to say shit
But my life is pretty decent and my ex is still a waitress
I've had the last laugh always ask my homies
I've eaten bologna in a holding cell, smoking rollies
Death to phonies, you don't know me and you don't want to
I've lived in places that you wouldn't want to walk through
Who the fuck you think you talking to? nah you chill my crews ill
Y'all must've took the blue pill
You confused still, but you don't need to get it
I'm in the throne there's your King and Queen beheaded

(Hook)