Drop that / get up
Take to the streets / better lock that kid up
Face full of teeth when he hock that spit up
Pacing the beat like a beast
Rocking the block on repeat
Speak from the cut like a rush of blood
Paint red on the sleeves of the ones you love
Lay the sick ones down and the bells will ring
Put pennies on the eyes let the dead men sing

I shiver and shake through warm and cold I\'m alone on my own
In every mistake I dig this hole through my skin and bones
It\'s harder starting over, and never to have changed
With blackbirds following me I\'m digging out my grave
They close in swallowing me, the pain it comes in waves
I\'m getting back what I gave

I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades as I waste away
It traps me inside mistakes I\'ve made that\'s the price I pay
It\'s harder starting over, and never to have changed
With blackbirds following me I\'m digging out my grave
They close in swallowing me the pain it comes in waves
I\'m getting back what I gave

Rap
I drop to the floor like I did before
Stop watching I\'m coughing I can\'t be more
What I want and what I need are a constant war
Like a well full of poison or a rotten core
The blood goes thin, the fever stings
And I shake from the hell that the habits bring
Lay the sick ones down, the bells a ring
Put pennies on the eyes, let the dead men sing

With blackbirds following me I\'m digging out my grave
They close in swallowing me the pain it comes in waves
I\'m getting back what I gave

I\'m getting back what I gave
I\'m getting back what I gave