Foundation
Down the rabbit hole we go
All we are is all we know - from the depths of cold
Let me go ahead and introduce you to a new way of thinking
Out loud when the motherfuckin' microscope is on
A reality check, a broke neck, but you gotta pick yourself up. Motherfucker, move on
Everyday's a new way to take in all of the things I'm seeing
I'm feeling, I'm fiendin', I'm dreaming
Got me thinking about my future now more than I ever admitted
If i can just remember breathing
Let me take it back, '85
Mom and Daddy eighteen, newlywed, living in a trailer, boy
Pops working on the grind with a bottle
lLittle did I know I'd soon grow up and have the same problem
Growing up in The Boot, my grandfather had me
Readin' and writin', breaking down world history
He told me "one day, son, you're gonna be a leader"
Little did I know that I'd soon get the mysteries
Now the mystery's in fact what's before me
When I take a look beyond my daily
Motivation on my mind, but in the past I made mistakes
Like the rest of us, my conscience was faded
When I was steady getting faded
Kinda hard to keep in check my bills
Draw the line. Free time, two sons, three jobs, no wife, no pills
I suppose I was born to entertain and my fortune ain't made of gold
I saw the world with a different lens
Sometimes truth hurts, but the story's gettin' told
Let's take it back to the shit, though
Let's get back to the basics
You gotta have a foundation, boy
Before you swallow your dreams like a bitch, no chaser
Somebody said "Cleanliness next to Godliness"
I chose the Neon Rainbow
Amazing Grace. I should have been six feet deep
Undertaker, won't you please drive slow?
Tell my sons when I'm gone and they bury me slow
Take what I leave behind and know that I love you both
If I could take it back, I wouldn'tve left your mama's alone
Read the words that I wrote for you in 'Carry Me Home'
I was born to entertain and my fortune ain't made of gold
I saw the world with a different lens
Sometimes truth hurts, but the story's gettin' told
Let's take it back to the shit, though
Let's get back to the basics
You gotta have a foundation, boy
Before you swallow your dreams
All we are is all we know - from the depths of cold
Let me go ahead and introduce you to a new way of thinking
Out loud when the motherfuckin' microscope is on
A reality check, a broke neck, but you gotta pick yourself up. Motherfucker, move on
Everyday's a new way to take in all of the things I'm seeing
I'm feeling, I'm fiendin', I'm dreaming
Got me thinking about my future now more than I ever admitted
If i can just remember breathing
Let me take it back, '85
Mom and Daddy eighteen, newlywed, living in a trailer, boy
Pops working on the grind with a bottle
lLittle did I know I'd soon grow up and have the same problem
Growing up in The Boot, my grandfather had me
Readin' and writin', breaking down world history
He told me "one day, son, you're gonna be a leader"
Little did I know that I'd soon get the mysteries
Now the mystery's in fact what's before me
When I take a look beyond my daily
Motivation on my mind, but in the past I made mistakes
Like the rest of us, my conscience was faded
When I was steady getting faded
Kinda hard to keep in check my bills
Draw the line. Free time, two sons, three jobs, no wife, no pills
I suppose I was born to entertain and my fortune ain't made of gold
I saw the world with a different lens
Sometimes truth hurts, but the story's gettin' told
Let's take it back to the shit, though
Let's get back to the basics
You gotta have a foundation, boy
Before you swallow your dreams like a bitch, no chaser
Somebody said "Cleanliness next to Godliness"
I chose the Neon Rainbow
Amazing Grace. I should have been six feet deep
Undertaker, won't you please drive slow?
Tell my sons when I'm gone and they bury me slow
Take what I leave behind and know that I love you both
If I could take it back, I wouldn'tve left your mama's alone
Read the words that I wrote for you in 'Carry Me Home'
I was born to entertain and my fortune ain't made of gold
I saw the world with a different lens
Sometimes truth hurts, but the story's gettin' told
Let's take it back to the shit, though
Let's get back to the basics
You gotta have a foundation, boy
Before you swallow your dreams
Credits
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