Peenut the Unsung - Toro Lyrics

Don't wanna get shot in the head
Don't wanna stop chasing this bread
Just gotta be free as bird
Till I rock chains on my neck
Feel the weight I take as a breath
Even as of late it's been less
Agaitaing gotta face my self
Before I help anyone instead
Ain't got nothing for a hand out
Tell me who stick as your man now
When a pipe dream plan pan out
Bout as wide as a grain of sand how
Most people love to see you crushed under rubble
When they be eating of you the shit can muscle up
No one kicks it when the trouble comes
Scooby snacks packed in the blunt
Since
Every one got it twisted
Never been bout positions
Where we fit
In a sense
As a kid
Never doubted
If its
Your finger tips
Hanging off a cliff
They got stomped
And it's not miss step
I don't wish death
On
Any of you stubborn mother f*ckers
Rather pull you up and show you you brother
How make a product flip it cop another
Stop from cocking popping shots at every other
Little incident
Of ignorance
That's how we losing at their benefit
The system picks at indiscriminate rhythms
And we can choose to just exist in their prison
I'm breaking loose and got the tools if you in it
Just tell em all f*ck the system
I don't wanna get shot in the head
I don't wanna stop chasing this bread
Just gotta be free as a bird
Till I Rock chains on my neck
Feel the weight I take as a breath
Even as of late it's been less
Agaitaing gotta face myself fore I help anyone instead
Had to move quick
I'm used to loose lint
And my 2 cents
With spoons in soup
Dripping on ruined kicks
Had to pick to serve bricks
Or some government pricks
And I'm not in a situation to be loving to the shit
I get stuck with
But f*ck it
I'm a beetle when the drum hits
Who needs a piece to keep my mind at ease
When it's nothing to look forward to
Got some Bill's over due
And captain who yapping bout why I should shoot
At some dude with the same f*cking problems
I do not acknowledge the Angel's and demons
I gotta about 33 degrees of reasons
We living equal
Wipe off the muck from the gutter
And wonder the difference in people
How do you see it
They proctor a prophet for profits
And got you boxed in like Adidas
But it's fine ima live my life
Get a little high
With a list of own my shit to fix in time
So if you don't mind
Don't stand beside me
Ima in a stint where my cut ain't a slit on my wrist
And the world is a slut and a bitch
I ain't f*ck with since I was kid
Maybe ten
When I couldn't keep playing pretend
It don't make sense
Why would you sit on the fence
With everything up at your neck
I don't expect
Shit
When we at our best
You would knock me off to get a head
That's why I ain't stopping at nothing
My vision been covered red
I'm sticking to my ever step
Till my death
Or the best
Of my self
If nothing else
Don't wanna get shot in the head
Don't wanna stop chasing this bread
Just gotta be free as bird
Till I rock chains on my neck
Feel the weight I take as a breath
Even as of late it's been less
Agaitaing gotta face my self
Before I help anyone instead