Dust - Back in the flesh, as if I left I don't spit about bling the way these rappers doNah, I capture truth whenever I stand in the boothNothing but reality music over the saddest tunesCause I'm just an average dude who catched the bluesYeah I've got problems, I'm rarely thinkin rartionaland I can not solve em so I turn to hash and boozeClose to rock bottom but joy barely passes throghAnd life is Gods novels - mine got a bad review..So I had it to the point where I don't give a fuckI'ma pop bottles, live it up and get pissy drunkI need it for my sanity, man I'm barley managinN fuck whoever judgin me for blazin up a bag of weedWe'e not robots, we too gotta relaxe our mindsJust like you do after work with a glass of wineFor too long I've been a victim who dwelle on the pastFrom here on I step on the gas and never look backis you with me?
N fuck whoever judgin me for blazin up a bag of weedWe'e not robots, we too gotta relaxe our mindsJust like you do after work with a glass of wine