Let Go

[Hook: Mr.Grey] (x2)
Let's roll
Till the sun don't shine no more
Till the ocean go dry no flow
Everything you know isn't real no joke
Gotta learn to let go

[Verse 1: ClockworC]
He walked to school a long way every day with his headphones blasting
The only escape route that he had a vacation from all of the badness
Have the pace of a sloth to make it last as long as he can
It's not God's plan then God damn I'm doing life so damn tragic
Can it be
The misery decided it would be his company for keeps
Cause underneath the beast brum-ba-bum as hollow as can be
As silent as a ghost within a shell who haunt himself to sleep
It's already hard enough breath
Hold onto
He ain't doing his own stunts and confronting the truth
But I tell it like it is his pops up and through the coupe
And his moms relapsed
Let the stepdad abuse the little puke
Beat the fucking brakes off him till he up and turned into
An unstoppable and vile wrecking machine in the streets
And if cleanliness is next to godliness the devil next to me
I mean him
Or really it could be any of you
Cause if you running from a clinging too
You're dead inside I got the proof

[Hook: Mr.Grey] (x2)
Let's roll
Till the sun don't shine no more
Till the ocean go dry no flow
Everything you know isn't real no joke
Gotta learn to let go

[Verse 2: Mr.Grey]
Stuck in my head
Seeing red about to go postal
Letting the loss live in dead hot comatose
I gotta keep it all together for the family
The man dad I see ain't the man dad I oughta be
I've been wasting time and the fantasies built up
Boy I'm bout to burst the whole world is just fucked up
Nothing is ever enough
Work my fingers to the bone just to barely make the cut
Treat me like a mangey mutt
Picking apart the pieces
Packing them back into the past
Pushed myself to peaking past
Blast the last
[Stagic?] ass
Find something to bleed for
The love and then the leave for
Find your potential collect money like a landlord
Society got us in chains
So gather all the bad brain spitters with a helmet
Welcome Judgment Day
I've been living in the fourth dimension
It's all love no competition
No American prison

[Hook: Mr.Grey] (x2)
Let's roll
Till the sun don't shine no more
Till the ocean go dry no flow
Everything you know isn't real no joke
Gotta learn to let go

[Verse 3: Dot Bundini]
Come take a leap of faith with me in this house of pain
Pop the flame
They wanna see this fire in me die and it's about to rain
I'm bout the shit it's simply in my DNA
Ain't got the strain
How could I forget
I come from out the grit like quaker's out the plain
All around the clock
Before they put my mom's up in pinewood box
My pop was locked
My grandfather carved me outta diamond rocks
I flicked it outta flaw
Man I popped the piss in or a jar
Pull to the side and mark the tree
Like candle lightings for my dogs
When you looking from a distance you can't really see the difference
But the problem is the morticians living like they privileged
When a prison system full of brothers who got robbed and giving
And the Klu Klux don't need no sheets no more they work the system
I see a purge in the making
Christians turning into sadists
Burning crosses on they lawns
Sacrifices in they basements
As momma raises a young'ing hoping that he ain't succumbing praying he a matador to this bullshit that's coming

[Hook: Mr.Grey] (x2)
Let's roll
Till the sun don't shine no more
Till the ocean go dry no flow
Everything you know isn't real no joke
Gotta learn to let go