Green Light

There's a time when we all meet our maker

Stay on our grind 'cause we all need our paper

We find love but eventually break up, then make up

We all fall asleep and then we wake up

Pay attention, we all have our calling

The point is get back up when you're falling

I lift my joint back up and quit stalling

Let the chips land where they lay

I go all in

I'm on a warpath

Give me more death

My ink is poisonous

Got agent Orange breath

Blood drenched, still attacking, it's a savage war

Babbitt more

Complicated addict with these habits formed

They look to me for help, be more reliable

Suicidal bomber, homicide is justifiable

Pounding on my chest causing more tears

Sniper on the roof, this is real guerilla warfare

Slow it down, let my mind meet my maker

And let my pain bleed onto lined sheets of paper

Underground but different level of wealth

I love God but I snap like the Devil himself

I'm a baffling beast

So rappers kneel in front of me like I'm a Catholic priest

These kids are yellow like a daffodil leaf

I'm a driving force so jump into the passenger's seat

Or keep falling (keep falling)

There's a time when we all meet our maker

Stay on our grind 'cause we all need our paper

We find love but eventually break up, then make up

We all fall asleep and then we wake up

Pay attention, we all have our calling

The point is get back up when you're falling

I lift my joint back up and quit stalling

Let the chips land where they lay

I go all in

I tried being normal

Fuck being normal

Skin weathered leather

Still mad pain and turmoil

We do not share the same black magic

And you do not got the same bad habits

And I cannot hang out with old friends, they're all violent

Sitting here alone with my thoughts, that's loud silence

And I can see like every mistake with closed eyelids

Keep playing them all back in my head, it's so tiring

If you don't think I'm ill by now you must be real deaf

Penalty for stealing the King's dinner is still death

Balance in my cash flow are not going corporate

You falling down, I'll lift you up like a forklift

I write with blood in a calligraphy pen

My style is vigorous and vicious with an ignorant blend

And you can see the go signal again

It's green light, the rise and fall like collegial again

It's alright

There's a time when we all meet our maker

Stay on our grind 'cause we all need our paper

We find love but eventually break up, then make up

We all fall asleep and then we wake up

Pay attention, we all have our calling

The point is get back up when you're falling

I lift my joint back up and quit stalling

Let the chips land where they lay

I go all in