Paperwork - Sandpeople

Eyes closed

Blindfolds

Apostles

Lost souls

Lost hope

Fossils

Not so

God knows

I got that rollercoaster plummet stomach

Bad case of nerves, large bag of herb

Pushing paperwork

Everyday I earn for that next man

More than he puts in my left hand, in return

I want the tables turned, where the grass is green

Where the dispersed, without the yard debris

I want this prophecy to be my pot of gold

But these dark clouds will never, ever let the sun show

There ain’t no rainbows, there ain’t no proven path

Just some lame goals, so please point and laugh

I used to wear a mask just to be at ease

Cause I’m at combat with my inner deities

Indent the page, clear my head of all thoughts

Of being trapped in this cage with my head on the block

Me and my God have a separate walk

But I still walk with ‘em

And whether or not you think he hears me, I still talk to ‘em

Why dwell on my wrongdoings for too long?

Stewing in my own problems, ain’t no new song and dance

And I won’t leave my fate up to chance

I gotta take what I can, you can relate or you can’t

Well, with so much on my plate as a man

My motivations and plans get rotated around, hell

Ain’t enough time in a day

But I’ma find me a way to make it happen

It won’t fail

We pushing paperwork

A slave to work nine-to-five

Pushing weight and work, tryna grind

We gotta make this work

And oftentimes it’s worse than it seems

The birds will circle my dreams

The sun will burn the sky and hills that it hides behind

We pushing paperwork

A slave to work nine-to-five

Pushing weight and work, tryna grind

We gotta make this work

And oftentimes it’s worse than it seems

The birds will circle my dreams

The sun will burn the sky and hills that it hides behind

My decision was clear

Instead of a cigarette, I put a pen in my ear

Before Mo-B had driven me here to write

Driven from fear to fight this stressful intention

I’m just tryna be successful and make it (Yea)

For all I care, leave my dead body for the Jekylls and ravens

Just a worthless vessel here to search and rescue what’s sacred

I never saw why birth is a special occasion

Since mine, feel I’ve been cursed to wrestle with Satan

Archangel that brings Armageddon, I be Gabrielle

Walk the streets, armed to the teeth like a Navy Seal

And it’s crazy still

I was raised by wolves

Hustling ‘til my plate is full

I’m a capable motherfucker

I sleep on the floor and think about my peoples that’s poor

And ways to even do more, even the score

Then put police in a morgue

Or cut my wrist ‘til they leak and they pour

On the rug while mother beats on the door

She needs support, either/or

They tell me make Jesus my Lord

But I question what I believe in it for

We explore, science make me believe in it more

I re-record for the fans that ain’t being in stores

I be the source

It’s through the disperses where pride comes

No one tells the first person that they wanna die young

Foul mouths tell better lies with dry tongues

Pity no one listened to the song that the spy sung

He’s down among you in a wool coat, with sharp teeth

Stark speech, twisted so, piled in a dark heap

And uses sin to satisfy empirical requirements

He only comes to blow up and burn down environments

Man, take five minutes

Sit down and shut the fuck up

And just listen to this shit

We pushing paperwork

A slave to work nine-to-five

Pushing weight and work, tryna grind

We gotta make this work

And oftentimes it’s worse than it seems

The birds will circle my dreams

The sun will burn the sky and hills that it hides behind

We pushing paperwork

A slave to work nine-to-five

Pushing weight and work, tryna grind

We gotta make this work

And oftentimes it’s worse than it seems

The birds will circle my dreams

The sun will burn the sky and hills that it hides behind