Woke up in the morning
from the dog inside
to that day I died
(and everything is alright)
keep me in the court
you're not in trouble
maybe we're just getting older the double
(ain't that makin my face stubble?)
remember bangin too?
trying to keep heart inside
since that day we decided to deny we coincide
(im fuckin fried)
you know very well who you are
i bet we're good in beneath
although you're armed to the teeth
(what's this if not life and death)
so good nigga
that flow is killin me like a classic
you're together as my heart jump's my thoracic
(box that box to my brain)
is that pain?
always krissem