Leave the Bones Behind

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen

For a very warm reception

There is something different about tonight

There is something special about tonight

What is different? What is special?

That the American Dream need not forever be deferred.

[Verse 1: Black Milk]

Where the blood is spilled, city bloods get killed

Kids dodging bullets on their Big Wheels

Hustlas ride through

Old schools ride throughon big wheels

It feels that nobody can’t reach us

Beneath us

Ignored all my teachers

Was bored by the preachers

Instead went home played Liquid Swords out my speakers

Starting write something

Around the time Bookie got Locked up

But then got out

It’s 1990 something

God forbid our lives is taken

Just trying to leave a legacy

Before we meet our maker

What you in for?

[Verse 1 continued: Black Milk]

Instrumentals, wreckless detrimental

Like young niggas throwing up sets outside the car window

Smoke from Indo, for your Info

Make sure every rap that's wrote

Leave rappers in limbo

Used to grab the pen, with money on my mental

Now I think about my kinfolk

With every pen stroke

Take it all the stars, was all vision

The only thing that helped us get through hard living

Blowing pot

Grand pops wishing we would listen

Screaming about how we don’t got a pot to piss in

[Hook: AB]

Leaving it all behind

Ohhhh I

Leaving it all

Leaving it all behind

Ohhhh I

Leaving it all behind

Ohhhh I

Leaving it all

Leaving it all behind

Ohhhh I

[Verse 2: Blu]

Check it

December to November, but then again

The latest news, delivering from the heads

Under the pendulum

Swinging like strange fruit

What would make you

Wake up in a gay suit

When your black skin remind you of slave roots

But then again

I felt it in the air like I felt Phil Collins

I was still rocking headphones

Walking through the dam

Someone dance on hold

Just to pop and pop back state

A rock and a hard place

The lost race

Win and grin so much

They can’t talk straight

I often think blunt

Blast on

Trying to hold mics like

Fidel Castro

On the block with Barack Obamas

Looking like Osama hiding llamas

Aunt Jemima and pancakes

Now that’s grace

Except the eggs

Send my love to the Motherland

We trying to behave

Tired of seeing Graves

Tired of thinking that the same

Thing is hopping in the someones elses' same age

Major to margin

Pray to paper plates (?)

So that they can restart

From the Land of the Lock

[Hook: AB]

Leaving it all behind

Ohhhh I

Leaving it all

Leaving it all behind

Ohhhh I

Leaving it all behind

Ohhhh I

Leaving it all

Leaving it all behind

Ohhhh I