Drowntime - Marlon Craft

If I gotta go no I won’t go quietly

I can feel the rebels in my soul rioting

Mind eatin me alive, no dieting

We work together but when its past 6 I don’t know

Sobriety to help no kind to me

When I lose my shit there’s no finding me

Fuck em, they so-so-ciety in a so-so-society

No more denial

This the sound of man without a plan with doubt in hand

I close my palms, know my wrongs

You ain’t never wrote my songs

Grass is greener but you ain’t never mowed my lawn

Don’t you dare interrupt me, shit

You could never hold my thoughts

You would fold from the weight

I’m too old to debate

Dreamed I show you the way

But I’m too cold I might flake

You too froze, I might skate

Bite my nose just to spite the hole in my face

Know I might not

I sold my mic for gold and hype

But y’all don’t really wanna be nihilists

You afraid to care, there’s a difference

And the difference is you a bitch, bitch

If it’s pretentious not to pretend shit then I’m

Really high

I’m really, really high

I’m over you

Really in the sky

Feed me lies and bleed the eyes, I’m drowning

Demon times I need disguise, I’m drowning

Really high

Hold up, wait a minute, if it’s

Time for the war, where you stand?

What’s your position?

Eatin more then we stand right in your kitchen

Leave you where you stand, we don’t do no more dishes

Hands in the air

Put yo muthafuckin hands

These corporations made $ 200 billion last year and they ain’t paid one cent of

taxes

How many kids in schools homeless in my city?

Little more than one hundred

thousand

Pac asked Trump 30 years ago, «How many rooms you need in them houses?»

Now Pac’s dead and Trump prez, and for some reason we all stopped askin

Look

Power don’t teach you what to think

Power train your mind how to think

And then change conditions that it’s in

So now the info doesn’t matter

A prophet they’ll easily delete you

They don’t gotta kill our leaders

Homie they just gotta re-tweet ya

I been washed but I don’t feel clean

I been lost havin hopeless dreams

Time we’ve bought, lost, there’s no such thing

Ole blue and the ocean green

Time to drown