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Verse 1--

I, I got the past behind me, got me lookin' at that shit up in the rear view, not
Every little granule of dust has settled, but, lookin' to the future gotta clear view
And I'm only askin' where to, got the open road in front of me, n' a tank of gas
All cylinders burnin' me externally, internally, and I'm only letting up if my ankle snaps
My foot'll take a nap, on the pedal, then I sped up n' I'm blazin' past
And you know that I be murderin' the beat, and I do it in a mothafuckin' Jason mask
See I betcha everybody remembers, when I was drinking my face off, the
Bottle was tethered, to my hand, never sober I was modeling when a
Problem's obviously turned to a deadily venom
But, this about erasing, chasing
Things up ahead you know are waiting, pacing
Around the room gotta stop debating, take things
Why the fuck we waiting? There ain't a cure for aging
I ain't doin' maybes, money over ladies
After I get paid they're the ones who be chasing
Runnin' after me try'na get up in the mercedes
Let's mothafuckin' live like they did in the eighties
Man, I got my eyes face front
Drivin' like you would up in a ar-cade-son
Try'na make this my occ u pa tion, lookin'
Forward to the day my fuckin' star-date-comes
'Til then I'm gonna gun-it I'm comin'-runnin' the colors
Together I'm fuckin' thunderin, son-of-bitch is punchin' it-
Comin' quick, a hund-a-red plus, go
Runnin' for coverage you ain't fuckin' wit us!

Verse 2--

There ain't no goin' back then...nah, there isn't
Why the hell would I go back there? I'm on a mission
Tired lookin' at these crack-heads, n' tweakers always itchin'
Drugs takin' out my best friends, they drop off, invisi-
-ble status, givin' into this habit, then they ghost out like phantoms
Sat with a friend, up in a meetin', n' saw her leg kick n' spasm
Asked her if she really wanted it, but then she didn't really want it-
'Cause she couldn't imagine
Livin' her life without a needle in her arm, pushin' that H that magic-
Intravenous, she sinkin' deeper, but she doesn't ever really wanna sober up
Then she runs away, does anybody know where she is? Man, no-one does
Just another one erased, without a soul, it got sold for drugs, it's so-
Sad to see someone's baby-unaccounted for, 'cause she's gone for good
Man, you think I wanna stick around, and live without goals bitchin' out?
Watching everybody just stick it out, and settle for a life because they chickened out?
Man, I'm gonna live without, fear or, wondering what if it's now, or-
Never, there's never gonna be a better time to fuckin' get up n' get it ya gotta live for now!

credits

from The Gatsby Compilation, released July 29, 2013
Rap vocals written and performed by Devin James.

Production: Nathan Dale.

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