Sticks

(专辑： Banshee - 2015)

We used to count on the trash bag
I was stick, sticking out
Now we don't gotta do no picking out
We just claw out the jar 'til we think we out
So tragic but that never happened
Dead end music, you get no traffic
Only thing worse than to hear you rap
Is to listen to the sound of a stairwell cracking
See the seshcrown and the peasants get bashing
We make racket, they book it like Scholastic
Never met passion, you don't know action
Never heard of doing shit just cause you have to
Never took steps, you know me, I'm glad to be
Never on stage, you forever in the rafters
I'ma show you ways you can do it, no asking
Reaching for favors that you never had to

I can show you things, there's a hundred million ways to be the one
But you gotta do it your own way
I can show you things, there's a hundred million ways to be the one
But you gotta do it your own way