Let Go

Lyrics

[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