Sacco & Vanzetti - FOOD Lyrics

You learn a lot about yourself when the rent's late
Wake up on the 5th bout to do some ish just to get ya bread straight
No feng shui in ya head space
And they're telling you to stick to ya guns, like a red state
So much red tape anytime you try something
Filling out 300 forms just to die suffering
Stress becomes the norm and you high function
Somehow I hate it yet I love it
Pride in being tested
While still knowing if my skin was tinted I'd probably be arrested
Talk about a mindf*ck
Got us fighting over crumbs just to die stuck
View a dead foe as a step to climb up
And noticing that most their wins all hinge on blind luck
But as long as I'm alive I'm a ride what
And try to lift the whole squad up, that's why the motto's been

F*ck it either get it or buck it let's let it go
F*ck living like a sucker it's something we'll never know
Been down but never out, getting high but never low
Some, dudes'll become food when they move but that's never Sko

I never been convivial with the trivial
I give the minimum to the minimal
Until my times up
Never lacking vitamins or minerals
Once I learned she hid the highs inside of a ritual
Cloaked with refrains
Chad said drink the rain
Brad said it's petulance
Put my toes upon the precipice
Been micro-dosing the decadence
Megabytes for the biters, multiverses of evidence
The kid went from Lou Roe to Truffaut
Twin Peaks like a Blue Rose
Fire-walking and the shoes glow
The tenfold is two fold
The tent poles move like Antetokounmpo
Robbing these #@&% like let's rock
In search of freedom see the world like Epcot
Saw runaway slaves handed wet socks on bedrock
And photoshopped dreads on the head of a fed they said was Dred Scott

So, F*ck it either get it or buck it let's let it go
F*ck living like a sucker it's something we'll never know
Been down but never out, getting high but never low
Some, dudes'll become food when they move but that's never Sko

When the liquor and dope hit the liver and throat
And the wickedest folk float in a river of smoke
Killers who step on hope like shit was a roach
And feel absolutely nothing when pistols emote
You start to retrace the steps
Wonder how we'd be if we erased the stress
If we repaid the debts
Instead we place a net
And we waste the checks on a freeway to death
Mostly stay depressed
By the same old baby steps
Refighting wars we won twice
Updating apps for some sunlight
Table scraps lead to gunfight
A billionaire made one mic, we're all starring in bumfights
Psychotic, our biopic is myopic
Fake legacies and blind optics
Just to raise cowards and die toxic
Embrace your power fore the pine box hit, my response is

So, F*ck it either get it or buck it let's let it go
F*ck living like a sucker it's something we'll never know
Been down but never out, getting high but never low
Some, dudes'll become food when they move but that's never Sko