Let Go - Gorilla Voltage, Dot Bundini

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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