[Verse 1] If I could make time, I wouldn't make nothing else I feel like with time, anything would probably make itself Evolution or incentive, I'm just trying to grow to the point that my interests Are taken care of by my interest Then I take into account that I'm preparing an account to take care of me in the distance Know a lot of homies that ain't got no plans Know a lot of ladies that ain't got no mans They'll settle for each other like they got no chance I ain't saying that you need a dude, nah, no ma'am Use ma'am, understand you is not no grand 'Scuse me for being rude, know it sounds so crass But political correctness ain't my program I'm P.G., I was raised 'round a high-low class Young, got me feeling like a dinosaur I'm coming from an era where we knew each other's business But like diamonds in the ore we just mined it more They say that real becoming harder to find Good news, mean a lot of you is probably dying Or moving out the city cause of all the property buying Let alone cover rent for the crib each month So you can move to L.A. where you can still cheap stunt Can I get a witness? Black entrepreneur here, can I get some business? Taking out a loan, not asking for-givness Just take away the stone, hard place wasn't lifting Cause it landed on me, I ain't land on it Grandma never cussed like daggone it Frustrated free, I'm picking locks Cause time still sitting in a box [Hook] I ain't got no plans, trying to keep it that way I'm just trying to do what I want to do Every hour, minute, second of the day I never make reservations, I don't hold none neither What I bring to the table is the truth So I know I'm always right this way I ain't got no plans, trying to keep it that way I'm just trying to do what I want to do Every hour, minute, second of the day I never make reservations, I don't hold none neither What I bring to the table is the truth So I know I'm always right this way [Verse 2] And I've been up late, thinking I should move upstate Get a farm in the middle of a town called Nowhere sounding like enough space But I like culture so near it grabs me Agriculture I'd do it gladly I think the answer is a loft in the middle of the city and the roof where the plants be Let's grow, hustle real hard knowing nothing come easy Party on the boulevard well let's go I'ma take a rain check knowing any minute that the warm front ending and we all get snow I ain't make the laws but I am trying to break them And not get caught by the criminals that make them Funny that the boss gets a pardon and the Sargent get absolved when the evidence blatant A'salaam alaikum I'm just trying to get a peace from the patience of a saint in the belly of the beast And the lowest in the rank think the hardest in the tank But we seldom get the credit so we never get the lease Sleeping on the streets be the same ones paving Walking on slaughter and the water ain't free Floating with the attitude of y'all ain't me And I had it just as bad as you and now I made it Well that's great then, though Your triumph ain't erasing what I'm facing, so Get up out my face with the conversations bout how you can relate then no I'm the trenches, I'm riding on the train Local shop owners here, I probably know their names Surviving on the streets doing something like me What you doing, man, nothing this week [Hook] I ain't got no plans, trying to keep it that way I'm just trying to do what I want to do Every hour, minute, second of the day I never make reservations, I don't hold none neither What I bring to the table is the truth So I know I'm always right this way I ain't got no plans, trying to keep it that way I'm just trying to do what I want to do Every hour, minute, second of the day I never make reservations, I don't hold none neither What I bring to the table is the truth So I know I'm always right this way [Outro] I don't make easy to follow Cause when I'm easy they come come round and they come see me to borrow They don't give props up, they pot holes So around them how I go Had that happen a few times for me to view signs Now quickly I know Now quickly I know Yeah this King Odd Writer of the rhythm with the pristine bars Keep it hard for me to ever see a loss I'm only getting better while the rest peel off This solid, not plated Barter at the market that you'll never get away with Your loss I'm the favorite of your favorite Ask him, wait for the reaction, and He'll cough follow oddisee here http://oddiseemusic.com https://twitter.com/ODDISEE http://instagram.com/oddisee#

[Verse 1] Jessie says she's been here for a thousand days A thousand days to her, that just don't mean a thing Because the city makes a perfect place to sleep And daddy's coming home, he said he brought her things Like jewels from every coast and songs for them to sing But singing never got her very far And this whole coast is full of pin-up paper rock stars [Chorus] She says she'll run until her feet don't touch the ground And as the waves carry me out We'll keep listening she'll never make a sound So keep it coming and the details quiet She's like a ghost that keeps you up all night And she'll be a secret you can keep, keep me [Verse 2] Cuts on paper hearts they can be awful deep Rips from wear and tear on different city streets They don't all need a home but just a place to sleep [Chorus] So I will run until my feet don't touch the ground And as the waves carry me out We'll keep listening she'll never make a sound So keep it coming and the details quiet She's like a ghost that keeps you up all night And she'll be a secret you can keep, keep me [Bridge] And soon she'll find that every time she runs she leaves behind Another piece of her on every city street So I will run until my feet don't touch the ground And as the waves carry me out, keep listening [Chorus] So I will run until my feet don't touch the ground And as the waves carry me out We'll keep listening she'll never make a sound So keep it coming and the details quiet She's like a ghost that keeps you up all night And she'll be a secret you can keep, keep me [Outro] So keep it coming and the details quiet She's like a ghost that keeps you up all night And she'll be a secret you can keep, keep me Site: http://maydayparade.com Merch: http://shop.maydayparade.com Instagram: http://instagram.com/maydayparade TikTok: http://tiktok.com/@maydayparadeofficial Facebook: http://facebook.com/maydayparade Twitter: http://twitter.com/maydayparade

[Verse 1] All the scars, all the lines On my face, they show the times I've abandoned my own life I can't breathe, I can't eat So I just drink myself to sleep And embrace this morbid price [Chorus] But maybe it's time to heal Maybe it's time to try Maybe it's time to deal With all the pieces in my life Maybe I'll sober up Maybe before I die Maybe I'll finally deal With all the wreckage in my life Oh, oh (Maybe it's time, maybe it's time) [Verse 2] I'm older now, I'm breaking down My regrets they turn to dust And soon enough they'll blow away When I was young, I was dumb I was never strong enough I wish I had the guts to say [Chorus] Maybe it's time to heal Maybe it's time to try Maybe it's time to deal With all the pieces in my life Maybe I'll sober up Maybe before I die Maybe I'll finally deal With all the wreckage in my life [Bridge] And this was self-inflicted Yeah I was on a mission To ruin everything in life But now I'm so damn ready Just take my hand and steady And we will make it through the night [Chorus] Maybe it's time to heal Maybe it's time to try Maybe it's time to deal With all the pieces in my life Maybe I'll sober up Maybe before I die Maybe I'll finally deal With all the wreckage in my life [Outro] Maybe it's time Maybe it's time Maybe it's time FOLLOW SIXX:A.M. Official Site: http://sixxammusic.com/ Facebook: http://facebook.com/sixxammusic Twitter: http://twitter.com/sixxam Instagram: @sixxam

[Intro] I can't do it Do it Do it Do-do it [Verse 1] Ian why don't you say grace "Dear God, thanks and if you loved me, vegetables would be extinct" Now I'm looking down the barrel of a string-bean side like an exodus of biblical proportion redefined Rectangle seat 4, squeeze 5 Each one may not be excused from the table ‘til the green gone Stomach revvin‘ up an episodic rerun Where's a dissipating plume of smoke when you need one? Chris and Graham hate ‘em too but advocate a braver chew invented for the code red, cola chaser, nose held, gulp! Moments later, two have been released Leaving me the legroom and the legume police Going "freeze, you with the pretzeled arms Send your fabricated nausea my best regards And know this kitchen as a prison ‘til the pea pods die I could sit here all night" So could I [Hook 1] (Who was at the door just now?) Kids on dirt bikes asking you to bunny-hop the curbsides (Really?) Yup, I told 'em "oh he busy, he staring at his green beans being a total pussy" [Verse 2] Blink Twice if you are being held hostage I speak and spell of a sleeper cell in the hospice Woke, impersonating busy little helpers That intimately purr between the hiccuping up of feathers Pick a porcelain dish A single portion canned Frozen or fresh Defies the glory of the Poultry or fish Via communal bloodletting that rupture the spud levy No '87 supper-scape was truly flood-friendly, ever Including at your basic cemetery for contaminated textures 60 minutes into never Where room temp heirlooms emanate a crude black mist To a rendition of "dude, dad's pissed" Tell dad dude's pissed too Not to mention genuinely brandishing a new gill hue Still out-mule any last strafing watchmen ‘Til the lord taketh waiting as an option [Hook 2] (Who was at the door just now?) Kids on dirt bikes asking you to bunny-hop the curbsides (Really?) Yup, I told 'em "oh he busy, he staring at his green beans being a total pussy" (Who was at the door just now?) Kids on skateboards asking you to navigate the claymores (Really?) Yup, I told 'em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen pouting and terrified of a plant" [Verse 3] Less like toes in a tide pool More like, left, right, poached from notable giant Kaiju Fat neck, fine tooth, rock and lean, yelling "This ends now, eat the god damn beans!" Ah! Hangdog mouth talk slang wrong and that there's flatware exhumed by a crane arm Time for some action Stab one ripe for a swipe and extraction Brined in malpractice Carried to the cavernous yap and obliged access If only in compliance with a deep-fried fascist, peep Literally bite down once And my tongue get a flooding from my uninvited guts Pointer finger plug a hole in the dam Ma notice, "okay, gross, blowfish, dinner's over, go spit", pop call "bullshit" Both of my brothers break in, like "he's on his Davie Hogan no mistakin'", by the way [Hook 2] (Who was at the door just now?) Kids on dirt bikes asking you to bunny-hop the curbsides (Really?) Yup, I told 'em "oh he busy, he staring at his green beans being a total pussy" (Who was at the door just now?) Kids on skateboards asking you to navigate the claymores (Really?) Yup, I told 'em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen pouting and terrified of a plant" FOLLOW AESOP ROCK: https://www.rhymesayers.com/aesoprock https://www.facebook.com/aesoprockwins https://www.twitter.com/aesoprockwins https://www.instagram.com/aesoprockwins