in the stone cold world life I ain't going to spend right to the Day's night of the uphold and keep it right from had it wrong from the days of the gone from the past of a new in you through who so when I be about to do no shaving points hustle like blown rules stone cold is the name of a song that came from a man that had skills to blow lyrical bombs like napalm to your stage fight with sweaty palms so say it's a shout out to The relic pain no jeans you can keep the squeeze on the lemon not keep my nosebleed from a leech and my move in solo on zone feet no cuts glass spilled toes coming from no feet call me blissfully walking in the grass humbly of a new world made up of a order called lyrica throw of a top shelf order up to your mobile cell phone so for me you'll receive piece of mind no more halfway feel tough fuck it threw away the cuts to fucking stuff to the stuff getin fucked up change became the crutch held up by no stop by no red light color green light clone ready flight to ignite up here just after the storms formed up sound right off a mic fella guy got rymes I never bought time takes from drop of a clock from seconds hell in Palm no sweat dropped on your nights with the same no reliable vehicle call it lug nuts gone don't try riding rimsand the stars that give you the power to ignite nothing never wish from no Bliss came the same no evidence of no wish given cuz if you take a wish it could be bullshitting from shitfall to Bull fighting with shit and I'm rolling downhill roads again I'll break the record could be amended with this sitting in my truck top shelf ice cake slots remain dealt like a stack of cards in my cards given till I the car feeling in the kitchen baked good sugar free no good for me so I separate the problems from me good from the bathroom down from the side to the left and the left nothing catch is the myth that they got from held on the left but remain shirt on my chest but she was on my feet like jeans on my hip two like a nephew the brain food socks on my back burner for a green light to ignite second flooring and counting no never I will never distract to never realize to open the eyes to the remove the glasses so he can see but just that blast fastly put them back on see see from tall stepping no driving to your passenger side seat with my side step into your with mop kitchen dirt from the floor that you left spilled pain from the soul amended in you the amended and you threw no to be a 1 2 3 fast as an ABC like to see from back in the day will bring waves turned into lyrical felt page of a no rip to bend a alphabet again cuz a man been painful like a car dealt chocolate milk held by donut now he's just talking shit throwing up trying to create good mood from bad guts filled with pains paper cuts to your Rihanna paper planes in the sky no discs no lie just saying it would be nice to be apart of an industry where word from soak go so hard to driving a bus driving the car to riding on train to wishing them Stars to feel in the same not feeling bizarre feeling like a brain been cut filled with scars from the days came burn from fat cigars on the lace snuck on the blunt for you to smoke to be stuck to never make your dream to make the dream to make a dream made to what can never be to be solidified to see whether these glasses are unattended the eyes delete by Windows 10 of can promise that I stand tall and all the shit that spit whether I'm bullshitting or shitting bull to your soccer ball to roll down scroll lover dictionary to read and look up from too much time spent in the cut cut from a truck which is being worse from smoking the barrel to rehearse a lyrical bullet sent with the curse not for me but to be put down the dirt cuz weeds trying to be influenced music for those to stop mistakes from happening because I don't make mistakes I just want to let and let the Bliss ride to Bliss given no devil glass pain Shields don't wear them and keep the guilt in a box of locked Up to keep your knot on a top of a popcorn seed I got the Jesus within me to be a mean MC so to your devil get parked from a passenger side leech don't need a whole bunch of money on a pontoon from a beach just want to be solidified to know that when I do this I do it and I can be recognized from being a bad mother fucking MC and from the same fucking MC to give him respect for cooking and kitchens like beats dishing to some big names to recognize a small lover but sometimes a small lover could rip your heart out and put it in a blender a little so I rather take a little of a blender and toast it with the toast from a microwave oven spin of the turn of a page on a new second from a minute that came from my hand to you so take my tools and don't let loose if you hold on you might just get a use do not lose cuz he tools I forever to be giving a gift from him to me and me to you cuz I pass it down the line to create nothing but wholesale we could rhymes to no bullshit no lies Kennedy eyes to kill the pain from the days of the great from sports and school to on board and I skate to ride bikes and jumping doubles to me and my friends used to be several but now I'm all alone but all alone could be happily zone if found a right path here I come at last dosed