D-Sisive - The Penny Tree Lyrics
(Intro)Let’s goLet’s goLet’s goYo(Verse)I’m becoming the man that I pretend to beI quit racing with the rodents to the penny treeI wanted every leaf when I was 17Give me everything, please, don’t sell me dreams32 with a bloodstain on a pocket knifeAnd dead bodies tanning under a closet lightI’m no novice, with my tail and my balls tuckedI’ve got nothing to lose and prove, I’m washed upAn obituary column in the wrong monthI depended on my talent and ignored luckAppetizers, handshakes and cold hugsBack scratching, hand jobs and warm cumYou can’t hit a homerun if you don’t play ballAnd I chose not to show up with my own gloveI guess I’ll never be a rap starI’d rather be Babe Ruth in my backyard(Hook)Where I used to beBut I’m nowhere near from a wannabeWe doin itTake his worst song and think it throughNow lead me where you never beenI’m better than I ever beenWe runnin this rap shitWatch your mouth, better yet hold your tongueI’m in the wildest mood, don’t ***** with meHey lil soldier, you ain’t ready for war(Verse)They said to swallow my dream. Don’t follow it pleaseHollow I seem seeking what I may not achieveIt’s hard to conceive the notion of being motionless but I mustOnce had devotion but now I’m choking, my heart is dustI’m missing the lust, the rush I receivedNow what’s become of me is not a sight I want you to seeSo even to breathe got me hurtin at certain degreesForce I’m a fiend for this life from which I doubt I could leaveInside I bleed, entertaining some thought in which I was coming upBut soon enough I saw through it, ***** it I’m out of luckStuck in the runnin so what do I got to lose?I’m sick of singing the blues, been broken, beat and abusedCome have a seat and let me fill up your cup as we toastConvince you all to take a sip, call me Derek your hostGo ahead and boast about lavish living, I hope you chokeYou’re drinking death and it’s making its way on down your throat(Hook)Where I used to beBut I’m nowhere near from a wannabeWe doin itTake his worst song and think it throughNow lead me where you never beenI’m better than I ever beenWe runnin this rap shitWatch your mouth, better yet hold your tongueI’m in the wildest mood, don’t ***** with meHey lil soldier, you ain’t ready for war(Verse)Couple years ago I held the world inside my palmsSpun it on top of my finger, I’m aimin to hit the sunRicochet off nine planets, I’m cyber walking with gunsFully loaded on your screen, I’m a fiend to receive your loveOn top my karats I gave you all of my bloodWalk inside of a hospital, surgical mask and glovesCan’t repair a globe trotter who’s feet never travelled further than your navient soulsI’m stuck inside of a local budSuch a nightmare, I fight fair is why I’m wrongSpoiled milk, sour taste in my dialogueDie a black death, a peasant what they purchased moreA losing janitor but ***** it I can mop the floorNon stat cat, feelin double digit box scoresShit, sidelined with the endless dreamTo set sail, instead stuck here with GilliganInserted in my mind frame, I’m running out of ink againDang
