Bleed

Yeah 5pm, we stepping out the door To the kitchen, super slipping if it's raw Dine til you shine or grind Cause team hungry eat the beans up off the floor The steam from the core, or steam from the kettle Picking petals til it's three clovers, slip em in the door Let the system stay persistent, couple inches from the shore Water through my shoes, so we kick it at the porch While the singers in the window with the drop down Porsche But the only droptop is the bottom of my jaw Stuck in between the mountain and the fountain See the youth drown out the shouting with a verse and open county Hungry for the bounty cause the money equals something Sucker, fucker, motherfucker think he found me Sun setting over county, but I'm 0-5, no type, from a place you've never been, so how you gon' profile? Damn, city think I need a cosign A pretty lame thinking ya boy sitting on a gold mine So I'ma hop the next flight Go forward 6 months, 2 week and 1 night Cause at the end of the week If the sun still shine and my mind stays mine for 7 nights, I'm sweet Shit, so grab a fucking CD, hit track 3, uh, and let that motherfucker bleed, wassup