The Roots, Dice Raw - Black Rock lyrics

Black rock

Yo, what's for breakfast? Same as yesterday
Oh, that's right, cheeseburger and a 40 ounce
Then what's for dinner? Nothing, nigga
But last night I had dreams of a porterhouse
For real, for real
I feel like cattle in a slaughterhouse
But fuck that, roll one up, yo
Here's a quarter ounce it ain't no hydro
But it gets you high though
Them niggas look like cops but what
The fuck do I know?

And at the end of this tunnel
It's red and blue lights
Guess you pay the price when
You never do right
One thing I know, all I did is wrong
Maybe there ain't nowhere I belong
The only thing in front of me's
A bullet in the head
They hoping one day that they find me dead
'Til then I make a place in this world
For me and my baby girl (yeah, yeah)

Yo, the dead drop way until the AM
Mumbo jumbo niggas, onomatopoeian
Call it how I see them
Ain't no rhyme or reason
I'm on some different bullshit everyday
Just like per diem
Out of bandwidth, animal anguish
So love no bitch, die rich is the language
Guilty as sin
Depending on a reed shaking in the wind
Just a question never answered out
Here looking for it's end

And at the end of this tunnel
It's red and blue lights
Guess you pay the price when
You never do right
One thing I know, all I did is wrong
Maybe there ain't nowhere I belong
The only thing in front of me's
A bullet in the head
They hoping one day that they find me dead
'Til then I make a place in this world
For me and my baby girl (yeah, yeah)