Maybe - Jean Grae, Quelle Chris

A nigga spray my ashes

Where the pall bearers with

My casket doing the two step

The jungle bully get down get down

One single solitary flap to find a place

To put on the ground you can send the

Vultures from the clouds till they crowd

Around me like a falling army

Jean don’t get morbid on me cause

I can’t stop and we got the base of profit

Don’t stop silence relied on myself to find

The lions just another human being but the

Thoughts dying out when is the flower out

When does the hope die hear my doubt now

Just fired out heart stream violent and quiet down

Where we use to hearing choirs where it’s quiet now

Where I use to get inspired and just write it down

Two names in the middle and the end man

I don’t buy it now tired of browsing of battered cows

Want the house in martebra right grapes childhood

Prices pull the margin on my face like its was just a

Suggest tyrese was in depth of giving advice please

My higher goals have never been to fly alone

Getting shot down like friendly-fire, fuckin' die alone

So there it is in plain terms;

laymens

Throw myself off a fuckin' boat in the Caymans

Maybe I’m waiting for the morning

And I’ve gone too far often

I’m going to throw down again

I’m going to throw

«Since I was 15 I have been waiting where is he

Who the white guy

That only happens in fairy tail

My head hurts

Do you ever think that we are the white knights

And we are the ones that have to save ourselves

That is so depressing»

I vow to never kill again

Scare of cops spin a friend

I grabbed the murder weapon I’m off the grid

Wrap it up buried at the den the movies make it seem so cool

Well life really is a sitcom for fools

Should like to coat over debate I’m like yea

Stay true to the program even though I know

I hate them it’s the same

Ah to bear some young ladies is a pain

We remain lonely until we remain for

The rest of our day like lone star

The oldest story in the book

What a goof it’s always nice until you get to the

It’s missing just right now

No future now first it is self now

Them I’t you of all these fear these everlove

Of all this love while I’m up on the loophole

Scared scared there’s a terry in place to be

I got people that do some other terrible things

To me another ice cream and A terrible place for me

These dreams left a whole lot stream for me

I think I know my place in this rat race

I need to just call the quits and say thanks

Who finished last is the realest of the Illest

And I keep them running and together they are

Given a name

Maybe I’m waiting for the morning

And I’ve gone too far often

I’m going to throw down again

I’m going to throw

Maybe I’m waiting for the morning

And I’ve gone too far often

I’m going to throw down again

I’m going to throw