Medslaus - Cold_wrk lyrics

Still tryna find my way out of this hell hole
Drinking till the well go
Dryer than sacramento in summer time
Fuck 'em if they asking me for some of mine
Just my brothers got that
Plate at supper time
And I I got a bunch of dreams
The shit is in my genes
Cut a nigga at the seams
For talking better denim
Life ain’t give me shit but lemons
So I'm rolling sours
Spit forest fires until I am
Falling off a tower
The reaper said it's my hour
Them demons kept getting louder
Tryna find some power
Seeking outlets on Edison so
I'm severing ties when I take pens and write
A little peace would suffice and ain’t
Never been the type to quit cash out
Do it just to spite you, bitch
Same old neverminded kid said do they
Have the time for him but fuck that
Keep these niggas where my cuffs at
Beats in my lunchbag eat 'em
While I cut class never come back

I'll leave and never come back
(Back, back, back, back)
Leave and never come back (Back)
Pappa wouldn't love that
Pain how do you numb that?
Pain how do you numb that?
Leave and never come back
Poppa wouldn't love that
Brain don't let me relax
Pain how do you numb that?
That, that, pain how do you numb that?
(That, that)

Holes in my kicks, box 'em out no assists
And I'm holding a spliff
And I'm holding my shit down
Took the spliff out of his
The mirror you found this manchild with half
A mind to end it all
Neglected calls, I hear the walls whisper-
You want it all? (You want it all?)
(You want it all?, You want it all?)
(You want it all?)

3 minutes that all you’ll ever be to them
Give ’em ya soul and you
Won't see peace again (Again)
You said you was leaving them?
You sure that you leaving him? (Huh)
You said you was leaving- when?

What’s with you? What's new?

Leave and never come back
Poppa wouldn't love that
Brain don't let me relax pain
How do you numb that?
Pain how do you numb that? (yeah)
(Work, New shit, come on)
(New York stand the fuck up)

The way he kick raps, split
Caps and wigs passionate, master kid
They used to laugh at- (Ah, bring it back)
The way he kick raps split
Caps and wigs passionate, master kid
Same bitches laughed at him started
Throwin' ass at him had to bring it back
Because the thoughts were
Scattered in and I had to branch out
See what my plans ’bout
Same ones that ran mouth gotta-
Music hit but can't hurt me
Kick yall to the curb, see? Herb burning
After I curb stomp ya rappers I'm ya father
Hit your bitch and depart her
Bumpin' Tha Carter 3
Thier smoke n mirrors it hard to see afar-
So I crash into them
They wanna put me in the pen
Cuz whats in my pen
Puts people in pine boxes (Fuck)
Feelin' like fuck college
Abstract as Jack Pollock
So she pussy poppin on top of my knob and
This bitch is not stoppin but thats not me
No

(No, No, No, No No, Med- No, No, No, No No)
(Med- No, No, No, No No)