Lyrics:
I've seen this pattern before, pattern before
I've seen the paint on the door, the paint on the floor
I painted that door I remember the scent
Remember the building blurred by as they went
Remember the bird had a flash at the check
They point at your eyes, they can see you pretend
They gave you that pen and you runnin it dry
Shaking you up and you letting it out
Spot on the wall, you bang on it proud
But that's what they want, you ain't underground
You paint it up loud and they know where you at
They know it's your first and your first is your last
Fire to burner and burner to gas
How you kill time, your burn up the past
Learn a disaster

Faster you die deadly dependent on how fast you ride
You give 'em a peace and piece of your time
Cling on your seat and look deep in they eyes
Life is a dream and you waking up fast
Swipe on the daily, they eat of your pass
First heard of the ride 'cause this is my last
You up on your dime but lost all your sense
Look how fast it goes
Round and round it knows
You got lost before
Lock the door and check your pulse
Coming close and open road
Pump the hose and dose
Hoppin over hopes and hoax
Doing Overt Plots Embalmed, mind is DOPE

Gotta fight the notion you is floating when you really sunk
Scratched sticker, wrote on the wall, bitch I'm really up
Hopping out this motherfucker looking like a stick a dope
They wanna ride
You let em know
Watchu sleepin on
Laughing gas these hazmats, fat cats
Lining 'em up like ass cracks
Center blow up and this might go more lit than that
Now there ain't no train and there ain't no PAINT and there ain't no TASK
You in bed 28 and you missed your class
Tripped, hit the sink, and stepped on glass
You ain't no fantasy

Is it real, are you peeled, are you up to see when the first get killed
Is it real, are you peeled, are you on the feet when they kick that feeling in
Think again, everything you speak is peak and then
It's gone and you wake up and dawns on you was dreaming then
Now your life gon feel pretend
Put on ties and speed on 10
Lace those beans and wait on weeks to end, face those ceiling fans
Late don't seem to bring an end
Sand in glass gon spin again
She's your queen, can't breathe her in
UTC your king again

Faster you die deadly dependent on how fast you ride
You give 'em a peace and piece of your time
Cling on your seat and look deep in they eyes
Life is a dream and you waking up fast
Swipe on the daily, they eat of your pass
First heard of the ride 'cause this is my last
You up on your dime but lost all your sense
Look how fast it goes
Round and round it knows
You got lost before
Lock the door and check your pulse
Coming close and open road
Pump the hose and dose
Hoppin over hopes and hoax
Doing Overt Plots Embalmed, mind is DOPE