Thx4Cryin

Sip sip, yea we trip a bit
Everybody does it, gotta get it kid
While your living, no one out here giving it
And don't you say a word
When Atlas prays, he only prays for verbs

To do, to be
To go, to see
To hold the whole world in my hands
Understand we got demands
Hands up, this is a stick up
But first let me tell you what I'm sick of

All these fucking fakes
All these fucking clowns
All these fucking sleepers
That the teacher keeps around
For some reason
I don't know
What the season is
It's fucking cold
But the block is hot
The reason is

The man busy looking for the kid, I assume
The kid moving fast but he hasn't left the room

Sip sip, yea we trip a bit
Everybody does it, gotta get it kid
While your living, no one out here giving it
And don't you say a word
When Atlas prays, he only prays for verbs

Move, if mood say move
Do what you said you'd do
Who marinate, I stew
On the truth
I move in the booth like oh
Who invited you yahoos

Swinging from the roof like chandelier
Like I'm not, standing here
With my hand out
Cause you owe me taxes
Culture vulture jacking blacks and

I'm supposed to be okay
Like that shits fine or I am
I just wanna go away
That's why i never give a damn

Sip sip, yea we trip a bit
Everybody does it, gotta get it kid
While your livin', no one out here giving it
And don't you say a word
When Atlas prays, he only prays for verbs

Sip sip, yea we trip a bit
Everybody does it, gotta get it kid
While your living, no one out here giving it
And don't you say

Sip sip, yea we trip a bit
Everybody does it, gotta get it kid
While your living, no one out here giving it
And don't you say a word
When Atlas prays, he only prays for verbs



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Writer(s): Erik Mccleary
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