My friends all passed out this morning when I got up Was filled with worry and malaise while they were fillin' their cups It went my left my right foot and on and such Cause to get movin' is to get yourself up out of the rut And it's the dumb kids again, but we could use some dumb luck And there's a pawn shop in my hood I use to scrape bucks It went my left my right foot and on and such Besides I'm not the type of guy who really sleeps that much Cause I work damn hard and it'll drive us fucking crazy My friends all get defeated like me and left with our doubts The other day existentialism was buggin' em' out I said "You can't be perplexed on your sake or decay..." "Shit, I'm smack dab in the middle of heaven and hell everyday. " And it's the dumb kid again, but shit I'm conscious at best And there's a pawn shop in my hood families use to pay rent It went my left my right foot to get where I'm at Besides we ain't got the time to really think about that Cause we work damn hard and it'll drive us fucking crazy So I'm pacing in my head And feeling quite lucid From paycheck to paycheck Working more and living less You could be the vagrant sleepin' catching Z's On a couch in my back alley And if you're lucky just like him You can pass out before it drives you crazy 7 a.m. sunshine hits his face oh what a luxury And if you're lucky just like me you can pass out before it drives us crazy