A.W.O.l

Produced by: J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League

It was a chilly Georgia Monday morning
Space heater tappin out, there goes my saving grace (J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
A danger to myself, Im my worst opponent
So playin safe is pointless, just join me if you joint-less
I coin s**t while Im coin-less
I see s**t cause Im D-List
Its funny how the ones that lived to kill us died to keep us
Wow, wow, wowzers, up Ill cut yall downers
******* up yall browsers
Nothing but down- southers and caged lovers
So all you first timers be prepared to change covers
Bloody blankets all I made while **** ****** was cranking yanks
We was young and dumb
Bustin Reebok, ***** suit thuggin
Just a zone 4 nerd with a zone 1 cousins
And a north side ***** that you *******
But cant love her cause her father hates you
Cause of problems he got with her mother
And your mind still kinda childish
But you pushin 6 feet
So mommys daddy put the shotty to your face at 16
And as a child you worshipped TIP because of Killer Mikes reaction
CD player at the bus stop, candy paint passin
I never been a pacifist, too far from the Pacific
Live in alternate dimensions I created as a child
Im often way too lost in my schizophrenic thoughts
Visit mama and my faith is reinstated by her smile but
Since Im a 90s baby Im automatically crazy
Im callin audible plays on the daily just to survive
I got a tribe of little brothers in the hood that I inspire
Light the fire when they look into my eyes

And when they ask me where I been at! I just be like over there
Cause when Im high as **** all alone with my headphones on I dont care
And when they ask me where I been at! I just be like over there
Cause when Im high as **** in my zone
With my headphones on, I dont care

Same old lost boys lookin for a home
Startin fires under viaducts
Now I aint made that much , just some angel dust
A couple zany ***** with the lay up ducks
Caught up on the rainy day of course
Colder than them days chasin after the drinking gourd
Make it on my work and make the world agreed no court
Never catch me lyin on my back too much like casket doors
Never catch me lyin my daddy told me who dat was for
Pockets swollen still on my stomach lyin on grandmas floor
Dodging all you stand-by whores
And we aint saying much, man thats that lovely noise
Carvin out my head the space to think, man thats that lovely boy
I stashed some pres in a bottle and chucked it overboard
I got to clock in 15 days and nights til I cant roll no more
Til that thing hit the shore, til Im Siamese with the force
Til if I really wanted, I could get Siamese with the Porsche
But what I really want is my ***** for ****** to live long
And I pray on the daily my nig for ****** who do me wrong
Cause weall know what happens when ****** cant get along
Before the opposite we gotta slap our thinkers on
Ali, Ali, show me a boxer I aint dookie on
Part lucid, part emcee, part mystery s**t to be solved
Battle through the fog, 110 through the smog
3:10 in the night, Im screenin booty calls
Im plastic going through her drawers, tryna feel withdrawals
They fiending our demise shine but we gon through with yall

And when they ask me where I been at
I just be like over there
Cause when Im high as *** * all alone
With my headphones on, I dont care
And when they ask me where I been at
I just be like over there
Cause when Im high as **** in my zone
With my headphones on, I dont care
And when they ask me where I been at
I just be like over there
Cause when Im high as **** all alone
With my headphones on, I dont care
And when they ask me where I been at
I just be like over there
Cause when Im high as **** in my zone
With my headphones on , I dont care