Suckers

There's a sucker born every day
Many get taxed, few get paid
Some don't last and some get saved
But no one gets away

Grab a hoodie, get a mask
Stack a rack and pack a passport
Stash it out back and bury it
With a ghost gun and a black Jansport

Secrets are only safe when
The only one who knows that secret is you
Don't make the mistake
Thinking yours is the first snake-less brew

The world don't give a fuck about your life
Or what you're going through
Decipher the gimmicks and the bullshit
Quick fight or flight, stick and move

Every human has a story sad enough
To make us all cry
So callous your heart as fast as you can
Don't feed the strays and let them inside

All things past a hill or wound
It just takes time
Don't stress on the past
Or anything you can't see with the naked eye

Bad cheating death, expected death
To be collected
The next second chance is our best happenstance
Success is still too rare to match

Well, I've got a plan to kill
Anyone in the room before I start shaking hands
Some lessons I learned in blood
Other lessons are meant to just break a man

Put the pieces together
Even if the puzzle pieces never meant to meet each other
Pay your debts, change your socks
Dead or alive, you should have called your mother

A seed's a small simple thing
But eventually grows into a tree
Some stand underneath a giant
Another sharp 'em down so the village can eat

A sucker born every day
Many get taxed, few get paid
Some get lost, some get saved
Well, no one gets away

Smile wide for that pig when he pulls you over
Chuckle, relax, and be chummy if you're riding dirty
No smoking and nose running
Focus and take a deep breath
So they never notice anything funny

Rolling these dice every day
We gotta make it some way
Lying and promising to feed us cake
Never trust what the royalties say

Do not pop a trunk, make them read your rights
Demand to speak to an attorney on sight
Never admit guilt
Because they will systematically make mountains out of molehills

Sometimes they kill, fabricate, and trap
Every year a thousand bodies are stacked up
By those who claim to protect with a badge
Hate the fact that some of these young cats
Never had an OG that could have their back-, all bad

They wanna put us in a cage
To get paid for every case
No matter the race
That's it, take a bit before you snitch
Don't set up for that weakness

Life is a gamble
Might as well take out the angles
Before you're tangled
Snakes always slitherin' up in the grass too
If you don't watch your back, sometimes they blast you
All I could do was share a bit of that truth