Corduroy

Riptree came up with the Carhartt blank Came from the place where the hatred was made
I'ma make you talk like a slave in the day
No matter what I think, you're gon' hate what I say
Our heart blood smoking like we in a race
Friends try to call it the blood in my vein Thoughts in my mind, let the dirt in my brain
So I press my head to the road till it breaks Take you back home where the moon don't come
But the sun don't shine when the kids don't grow
Uptown where the youth get drowned in the brand
But they leave it cause the kids don't know
Suicide rate up high when the winter rolls in And the money's still low

And when he feels that snow, he knows It's the only way to get out of the cold
Get out of the cold, get out of the cold
Like fruits of mysteries, they have to know
I'll take you like Ben turned into gold
From my dull head turned to a ghost
Boy, you really been going harder than me It's so damn, it's so damn, can't feel even
Can you really been going harder than me? It's so damn, it's so damn, can't feel even

Search, feel this other like Rick Moranis Blew up a kid, now he throwin' damage
All in all, like my natural adder Set on me, take a seat, young Christopher Hansen
I'ma sweat all day just to line a mansion Break blunts like glass, only fit the band
See R2, R2, L1, R2 Up, down, left, right, then I get to bat

Take you back home where the moon don't glow
Up until no sound, but the kids don't grow
Uptown where the youth get drowned in the brand
But they leave it cause the kids don't know
Suicide rate up high when the winter rolls in And the money's still low
And when he feels that snow, he knows It's the only way to get out of the cold