I. WOVEN
[Verse 1]
Scrapin after pennies, I save time
The devil stay cryin by the grapevines
Late nights jivin, ain't skatin no straight lines
Same tides, ridin we playin the k9s
Main line, never settle with change dimes
And vague crimes, still kettled livin the same lifes
Same lies, fakes keeps spinnin they stay twined
Stains after spillin the redwine

Spliffs lit, still trip and swingin til his limbs break
Spit scabies, hate us if you need to get yo chin checked
Shift shapes, 'scape the pigs that keep our wings clipped
Sting quick, flee the scene or get yo teeth shipped
I toss in my sleep, cuz I reap what I sow
And I peak when Im low, feel debris leave a crease in my soul
As I skip through a bottle, drift til tomorrow
Six different hitlists and a fistful of dollars

[Verse 2]
Court ajourned but the verdicts lit
Inner city stumble with a tummy full of drugs and shit
Hurdy strike a birdy on the trunk of a cops truck
Pompin the clutch with a blunt and a cigar tux
I got the crowd hotter than a motherfuckin bacon pop
Bout as hard as tater tots Im tossin out some blatant thoughts
Probably tried to play it off tryna get his pagans scoffed
While Im down at deli coughing hazy clouds that satan copped
Lenses gettin jaded from the same tray I place mids
Wasted, streets made the space where my heads in
Weather fade to grey like the shade of the pavement
Stay in, rain heavy as the name which I came with
Im lookin for the way to paint it right
Second-handed payments just to make it through the night

[Charles Bukowski]