Nams Homeless - Pedestrians Have the Right of Way Lyrics

Make way make way
For the great
The almighty
Hi my name name is steven
Make way
Here he comes
Uhm I'm calling to uhm
Collect my uhm insurance money
Mr. Homeless

Yo water in my cereal
These thought are getting critical
No more dancing with my demons
We just pass the smoke
Still asthmatic and unfortunately
Can't cover any bad habit
Mad bastard with bad posture
Little faggot
With a daddy complex
Tell me more about what you can't see
Barley practice what you preaching
Barley owning what your thinking
Tell me why my blood stains in the street
God damit man my fist hurt
Starving where
Bitch my wrist hurt
I been cooking a lot
Burn stains up in the carpet
From the smoking leaking
Hyper sensitive to all reason
Barley breathing but I'm still thinking
If it all has any meaning
All my skies would be
Iridescent
Blessed when stressed
Let it show in my complexion
Singing count your blessing
With a full on erection
On a Sunday morning
Flicking the bird
To every local pedestrian
Wondering where the hell my legs went
He cant get out of his head
Whats nice is sipping gods advice
I chug it down with some coke and a lime
Watch back with a vodka and sprite
And bullet to my nose to let my feelings show
You f*cking suck
I swear they said I did the most

Keep it going
Keep it going
Keep it going

And you know it
And you know it

And these raps are not in color form
I just broke the motherboard
Im raging war with an untamable force
Im breaking doors
And sending folks to the morgue
Rob the rich and still robbing the poor
Tossing tennis shoes on telephone wires
For sport
Blade runner
With a purple light saber
And he's heavily sedated
Screaming
Cant kill me motherf*ckers
Wearing gym shorts
Hard to read like wet news paper
Yo
Rip Mrs. Stewart
I wish more people knew her
But most will never notice
Energies unfocused
Hearts all f*cked up
And it seems that we lack trust
Everyone here is sus
Everyone here but us
And I'm waiting in line
Just wasting my time
Trying to make up my mind
Steady looking for signs
Realizing I'm blind
I rather be in the sky
Where the fishes can fly
I rather Listen to the breeze
And conversate with the breeze
I let it all fade away
I let it all fade away
Till nothing left on my mind
I let it all fade to grey
I let it all fade to grey
But it looks like it ain't my time
But looks like it ain't my time