I'll be wasted by the morning Sleep as all the towers fall And when they do I will walk amongst the haunting But I will Keep an a eye on you I want a proper degree I want you talking to me I wanna talk to a proper department Bout garbage the government offering me I wanna talk bout the poverty rocking the country and criminal gardening scene Since nobody understands why You and I participate in this crime every year And yet participate And so we all gonna get a hate For the beggars at the gate Till we're beggars at the gate Hell we all a little late Take till 2048 97 mama made a kid that's gonna flip this fucking page Oh the homie sings On to better things Went n bought some rings Now I'm smoking funny things And it was 199what In my 20s I don't get Why the years don't just fly past They come by smack me in the head I'll be wasted by the morning Sleep as all the towers fall And when they do I will walk amongst the haunting But I will Keep an a eye on you I know how this gonna work You're gonna tell me get a job Maybe pray to god And then go to Church And then pay taxes And support a girl Then I'm gonna say I been on the dirt And that I need your help Then the help at the counter said Thank you sir now go to hell Stop me Imma Break loose I'm a zombie High top Nike shoes Bling What a combi Needa be in top form Bring the bread home All you gonna know now Got the voice on me Call me Ey What you wanna say to my face now Wanna make up wanna talk shit homie Give me my space now I be in a race now Ain't no second no third First only I'll be wasted by the morning Sleep as all the towers fall And when they do I will walk amongst the haunting But I will Keep an a eye on you I'll be wasted by the morning Sleep as all the towers fall And when they do I will walk amongst the haunting But I will Keep an a eye on you