The Rising Sun
There is a town in California
The place where I am from
And it's been the ruin of this poor boy
Why was I the only one?
Dear mama, I'm so sorry
For everything I've done
Hey sisters, you barely know me
Cuz I've been on the run
My brothers, can you hear me?
The battle's almost done
The night is nearly over
I see the rising sun
Where did the evening go?
Where is the sun? I don't see it no more
I see a blackbird and I think it's a crow
I think it's a precursor of being below
I don't wanna burn
I don't wanna sin
I'm not scared of death
I ain't gonna die
I ain't gonna pray
Cuz I'm gonna reap every seed that I sow
But I'm worried they'll cut every tree that I grow
So I'm building a wall that's completing my home
Maybe finally then I can be on my own
I wanna be first, I wanna be on
I wanna ball, I want it all
I want the fame
I've been doin' this shit here for like 5 years now
I invested my time and I've written my vows
Now it feels like this bitch is running out on the wedding day
This shit's getting serious, feeling delirious
Working too hard, I can tell that it clearly is not paying off
But I grind anyway
Probably why I do drink and get high every day
Sometimes I'm riding dirty
Hope the cops don't look in my trunk
Cuz the only time I'm satisfied...
Is when I'm high or drunk
Dear mama, I'm so sorry
For everything I've done
Hey sisters, you barely know me
Cuz I've been on the run
My brothers, can you hear me?
The battle's almost done
The night is nearly over
I see the rising sun
The place where I am from
And it's been the ruin of this poor boy
Why was I the only one?
Dear mama, I'm so sorry
For everything I've done
Hey sisters, you barely know me
Cuz I've been on the run
My brothers, can you hear me?
The battle's almost done
The night is nearly over
I see the rising sun
Where did the evening go?
Where is the sun? I don't see it no more
I see a blackbird and I think it's a crow
I think it's a precursor of being below
I don't wanna burn
I don't wanna sin
I'm not scared of death
I ain't gonna die
I ain't gonna pray
Cuz I'm gonna reap every seed that I sow
But I'm worried they'll cut every tree that I grow
So I'm building a wall that's completing my home
Maybe finally then I can be on my own
I wanna be first, I wanna be on
I wanna ball, I want it all
I want the fame
I've been doin' this shit here for like 5 years now
I invested my time and I've written my vows
Now it feels like this bitch is running out on the wedding day
This shit's getting serious, feeling delirious
Working too hard, I can tell that it clearly is not paying off
But I grind anyway
Probably why I do drink and get high every day
Sometimes I'm riding dirty
Hope the cops don't look in my trunk
Cuz the only time I'm satisfied...
Is when I'm high or drunk
Dear mama, I'm so sorry
For everything I've done
Hey sisters, you barely know me
Cuz I've been on the run
My brothers, can you hear me?
The battle's almost done
The night is nearly over
I see the rising sun
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Brewer
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